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Thursday, October 08, 2009
Graphos, Et Tu

"The irresisitable proliferation of graphomania among politicians, taxi drivers, childbearers, lovers, murderers, thieves, prostitutes, officials, doctors, and patients shows me that everyone without exception bears a potential writer within him, so that the entire human species has good reason to go down the streets and shout: 'We are all writers!'"
—Milan Kundera, The Book of Laughter and Forgetting

Sister quote to my glory standard-bearer never forgotten life slogan.

Labels: authors, books, deafness, god letters, quickthoughts

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Friday, July 31, 2009
Coke And Sardines

Alex Doorknobs was talking this week about how he's been turned back to Frank O'Hara again after digesting a recent This Recording post and it reminded me once again of how much I love the man:

Why I Am Not a Painter, by Frank O'Hara

I am not a painter, I am a poet.
Why? I think I would rather be
a painter, but I am not. Well,

for instance, Mike Goldberg
is starting a painting. I drop in.
"Sit down and have a drink" he
says. I drink; we drink. I look
up. "You have SARDINES in it."
"Yes, it needed something there."
"Oh." I go and the days go by
and I drop in again. The painting
is going on, and I go, and the days
go by. I drop in. The painting is
finished. "Where's SARDINES?"
All that's left is just
letters, "It was too much," Mike says.

But me? One day I am thinking of
a color: orange. I write a line
about orange. Pretty soon it is a
whole page of words, not lines.
Then another page. There should be
so much more, not of orange, of
words, of how terrible orange is
and life. Days go by. It is even in
prose, I am a real poet. My poem
is finished and I haven't mentioned
orange yet. It's twelve poems, I call
it ORANGES. And one day in a gallery
I see Mike's painting, called SARDINES.

(1971)

From here

Labels: authors, love, poetry

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Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Balls, Vise Grips, Tomes Etc.

JeffreyBeaumont: hey what you doing on friday?
jaychampionvinyl: hold on
jaychampionvinyl: asking S***** [FIANCEE]
jaychampionvinyl: haha
jaychampionvinyl: her response: "nothing so far"
jaychampionvinyl: ideas?
JeffreyBeaumont:

>>jaychampionvinyl: hold on
>>jaychampionvinyl: attempting to remove balls from vise grip of death

jaychampionvinyl: HAAAA
jaychampionvinyl: oh man
jaychampionvinyl: my balls are in a cozy paunch of comfort
jaychampionvinyl: and I simply meant that I never remember any plans I make

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JeffreyBeaumont: have you ever heard of william t vollman?
JeffreyBeaumont: 3300 pages
JeffreyBeaumont: a book he wrote
jaychampionvinyl: !?
jaychampionvinyl: the name rings a vague bell
JeffreyBeaumont: Seven volumes representing one book
JeffreyBeaumont: published all at once in 2004
jaychampionvinyl: whoaaaaaaaa
JeffreyBeaumont: http://www.amazon.com/Rising-Up-Down-Set/dp/1932416021
jaychampionvinyl: umm
jaychampionvinyl: did the Roots name their album "Rising Down" after this guy!?!?
jaychampionvinyl: after naming an album after a Malcolm Gladwell book
jaychampionvinyl: and naming another one called fucking Game Theory
jaychampionvinyl: they should just call their next book "THE ROOTS OWN MANY LEATHER BOUND BOOKS"
JeffreyBeaumont: and Things Fall Apart
jaychampionvinyl: right
jaychampionvinyl: I forgot Chinua Achebe
JeffreyBeaumont: also Do You Want More?!!!??!
JeffreyBeaumont: haha
jaychampionvinyl: yes, that was actually the name of a post-modernist treatise on race relations in 1920s Paris?

Labels: authors, books, IMs, lolgore, rap

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Monday, July 27, 2009
Now I Understand Why I Never Enjoyed Studying English In College

Inspiration from Will Self, on why he studied philosophy rather than English at Oxford:

"I have a pretty thorough grounding in the canon, but I certainly didn't want to be involved with criticism. Even then it seemed inimical to what it was to be a writer, which is what I really wanted to be."

Sounds about right.

(Taken from this nifty 2001 Guardian article here.)

Labels: authors, BEAUMONT, books, heroes

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