Friday, April 29, 2005

La la la la la, la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la la la la la la

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I never spend much time in school but I taught ladies plenty. It's true I hire my body out for pay, hey hey. I've gotten burned over Cheryl Tiegs, blown up for Raquel Welch. But when I end up in the hay it's only hay, hey hey. I might jump an open drawbridge, or Tarzan from a vine. 'Cause I'm the unknown stuntman that makes Eastwood look so fine.

Hong Kong Phooey, number one super guy. Hong Kong Phooey, quicker than the human eye. He's got style, a groovy style, and a car that just won't stop. When the going gets tough, he's really rough, with a Hong Kong Phooey chop (Hi-Ya!). Hong Kong Phooey, number one super guy. Hong Kong Phooey, quicker than the human eye. Hong Kong Phooey, he's fan-riffic!

Barnaby The Bear's my name, never call me Jack or James, I will sing my way to fame, Barnaby the Bear's my name. Birds taught me to sing, when they took me to their king, first I had to fly, in the sky so high so high, so high so high so high, so - if you want to sing this way, think of what you'd like to say, add a tune and you will see, just how easy it can be. Treacle pudding, fish and chips, fizzy drinks and liquorice, flowers, rivers, sand and sea, snowflakes and the stars are free. La la la la la, la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la la la la la la, so - Barnaby The Bear's my name, never call me Jack or James, I will sing my way to fame, Barnaby the Bear's my name.

Tuesday, April 26, 2005


Originally uploaded by a nameless yeast.

She found eight olive-green eggs nestled between soft brown feathers and wondered where the parents were.

servant driest much tear wings flutter would castle shrouded chance waves

halberds gone lived lights scarcely
moderate prosperous separated

Dooro explained to Miena that this was actually a good thing because the more water the dam could hold back, the more water there would be to fill new canals and underwater plunge holes so necessary to escape enemies.

It wasn't long before he had freed her.

scientific method

scientific method
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Saturday, April 23, 2005

things that are gone

things that are gone
Originally uploaded by a nameless yeast.

a few months ago several of these posters were hung in the entrance to the Capitol South subway station. once, next to "marriage works" , somebody added "gay" in magic marker. (doesn't the groom look gay? bearding works!) that didn't last long. I kind of miss these things and the reassurance they gave me that, hey, marriage works!

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

mp3s - because i'm like that

and because I've finally unpacked records that had been boxed up for years. here are a few vinyl transfers (from long-oop titles) complete with surface noise and grounding problems:

ambitious lovers - let's be adult

arto lindsay once described himself as "james brown trapped in the body of don knotts." this shoulda-been-a-hit is from envy, the first album by ambitious lovers, in which arto married the noise of dna with what would become the tropical funk that made the bulk of his 90's solo work.

bunk dogger - french lessons

a uk pub-rock satirist was bunk dogger. actually, I don't know who he is/was (and google isn't any help), but this was one of a few dogger airs that got played on whfs back when it was 102.3 and "alternative" wasn't just another buzz word. "french lessons" has that elusive quality of much great art from lolita to the office: the ability to produce pleasure and discomfort at the same time. what *is* his tone here? the first-person narrator affects a ridiculous french accent and pines over an underage english schoolgirl, a gaggle of whom are pictured on the cover of the accompanying album, first offence. but what could have been simply a charming ballad fit for the benny hill show turns into a minor tragedy; the narrator may camp up his role as lech, but the schoolgirl plays it straight and disaffected; the alienated younger generation defeats her melodramatic elder, whose affected accent cannot hide the unrequited longing to hear those chimes at midnight again. there is a world of emotion in this silly song, all of which I of course recognized when I first heard this song at the tender age of thirteen.

establishing shot

establishing shot
Originally uploaded by a nameless yeast.

Friday, April 15, 2005

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

Sunday, April 10, 2005

the transit of venus

I stumbled upon these near 14th and Vermont in an area teeming with hotels, and not far from the headquarters of the washington post. the shoe is in situ, but the bottle was laying on its side not two feet away. the imagination runs like a little girl, or stumbles and slurs like a really big girl. not pictured is the flower box right before this one, in which I found an empty can of vienna sausage. forensic analysis could determine if these three items are from related incidents.

you don't bring me slashed prices anymore

in the ny times: At a 21st Century Clothing Store, Music From the Poodle-Skirt Era
"'Let me give you some information,' one man said on the sales floor last week as Johnny Mathis's 'Chances Are' gently flowed over the speakers.

'The other day I heard something from the Mitch Miller era,' said the man, who like his co-workers did not want to be identified. 'I couldn't believe it. It was the pits.'

it burns

it burns
Originally uploaded by a nameless yeast.

Friday, April 08, 2005

pamela anderson, art lover

Pamela Anderson at
March 28, 2001 - Liz Hurley tells the New York Daily News how she ended up spending the evening with Pamela, 'We had dinner last night and hit it off. Maybe we should do a movie together.' The paper also reports Pam dumped short-lived boyfriend Ed Ruscha via email as she explained, 'I only dated him for a short time.'

March 16, 2001 - The New York Post reports Pamela Anderson is now dating video producer Stavors Merjos. Pam even gave him a $25,000 Ed Ruscha painting for his birthday as well as throwing him a party in LA.
via a google search spurred by the discovery that i was the number 2 hit on a search for ruscha + britney.