Well future stepped into my field…
Independence Day written by Vic Chesnutt
From the album “Little” produced by Michael Stipe.
For a long time I thought in the last verse the line was “untouchable as the undocumented self”
Well future stepped into my field…
Independence Day written by Vic Chesnutt
From the album “Little” produced by Michael Stipe.
For a long time I thought in the last verse the line was “untouchable as the undocumented self”
Inspired by this Elvis Frankenstein image mashup
so this was a little bit unrehearsed
and seriously i had spent most of the day
on housework
with a short swimmin’ pool brek
Credits: SomaFM Heavyweight Reggae (background music), quotes from Dylan (“Isis”), Withers (“Ain’t No”) and a Willi Brown tune called “Elvis X2” which can be found …. here!
Elvis Came Home Today Word Jazz Dub Tribute
a few years ago 2013 to be frank
in San Francisco fall weather is like summer
and thinking about the state of things
culture environment
and surfing the web late one night
mashing up things on photoshop
he emerged…
thrust hips on his toes
the abandon of the arms
his serious face
So this weekend it felt like time to print and frame. Enjoy!
Prints are available: $66 for 12×24, $99 for 24×36.
Words and Music Willi Brown
Moving on leaving all your books behind
pages falling from what I need
Forgot whatever I wanted to find,
won’t remember what I once believed

I’ll create my own confusion
get my legend with room to spare
I pray for patience and something old
to help me driver to get back there
*Pass me by I’ve forgotten the way
Go on ahead, you know the night will stay
No one can help me – don’t even try
Go on ahead and pass me by
No comfort of familiar nightmares
can hold my wishes back down inside
Tell my story for me… after I’m gone
Those questions of right and wrong … let ’em ride
I’ll take this the wrong way
It’s happened before (“I didn’t touch a thing”)
I’m always hopin’ the night will stay
Like a bird of prey with a broken wing
Surrender all my expressions of love… with my pride
A gift to leave back down by the gate of our lives
*Pass me by I’ve forgotten the way
Go on ahead, you know the night will stay
No one can help me – don’t even try
Go on ahead and pass me by
Seems everybody is just too stunned to look back
And the look-ahead holds just a mountain of graveyard black
Yet my watch tells me I got an appointment in the morning
I don’t need a needle to tell me – morning may never come
When this year started I said the ’19 can go to hell
Something didn’t die but it would’ve been just as well
I got the penalty box for riding out there into harm’s way
…pain’s easier to face with an option to look away
*
They say it always gets better baby
but I think I’ll just pass
You can take double dub (2020) and…
tattoo my ass
There was friendship for days and a mountain of golden sunshine
People coming together singing “Time’s up!“ all down the line
But then the Suits with the news, they started dumping their shares
Controlling the story so the people would be unawares
So we had a paranoid spring and summer confusion kicked in
And the rich got so richer and casualties kept pouring in
Yeah the West Coast was burning and cops kept murdering black men
Yeah the west kept burning and cops kept murdering black women
*
They say it always gets better
but baby I think I’ll just pass
You can take double dub
And tattoo my ass
Tired of surviving dog eat dogging all day?
Consumer cellular Netflix those thoughts all away
Comfort is killer, sugar always comes with a price
It’s time to take two the hard way first let me add us some spice
*
They say it always gets better
but baby I think I’ll just pass
You can take double dub
And tattoo my ass
It can always get worse
I can’t breathe … the past
Don’t call it 2020
I can’t see through all this ash
They say it always gets better
but baby I think I’ll just pass
You can take double dub
And tattoo my ass … goodbye 👋
Another insertion
This time a cab from Newark
I can’t see a badge but the accent is African
The sky could be any season
The air, any industry, sweat and petrol
I bounce in the back
Of this yellow Ford
Generic black interior
Without breakfast or sleep having
lost much more than three hours
Cause certainly my dinner
in the Sierra foothills
was half a day ago
And now sliding on vinyl
I recognize NewYork approaching me
First the tool booth cutie
Do-rag, yellow safety vest, mirror aviators
Big lips do a little kiss/sniff/purse move
As we pull away and she
prepares For the next encounter
And the cabbie’s sad dixie cup rattles
with pens and straw
As my phone charger cord snakes back
from his lighter plug
Juicing back to connected life
For one more day
And we then dip
Holland Tunnel US 1 & 9-Truck
Through the alien wonders of Jersey City
Why humans spend so much to crowd
Is now somewhat beyond me
Cab 91 (dispatched by Patricia Canty)
Bears me east into MnHaddn
His garmin promising an arrival time
Odds averaged against the crowd
Every passenger a poem, a progress
We <3 ny
It’s no time to complicate
To arrange or communicate
Add more layers to the dress
Consider angles of load and stress
Master techniques, straighten lines
Research approaches, estimate times
Prepare the process or perfect the plan
Apologize or repay the man
No time to add another flock of words
Just time to vanish like Imagined birds
No time to worry about what happens so
Just close your eyes and let them go
Majestic forest Northern
California summer crunch
each step dry cracking
Deadfall
Overhead widow makers
everywhere blow downs and
knock downs
Tinder really
Dead
Wood
my thoughts also crunchy
Fire Fear
Armageddon too!
I think I want it to just be over
So much pain
In the news
more pain
in the forest, the streets, families
PAIN
Even sex seems painful now
Poetry too!
I brought a small notebook
Out to this wood
on retreat
But forgot to remind myself
“bring a pen”
Then found one and it’s out of ink
So much pain
So I’m typing a phone note
By the flicker of an led tea light
Instead of a candle
Because…
Fire
27 jun 19
one wonderful thing
about spring
life’s strange now / packing for australya /
drather head for yosemite / get lost frost bite /
sigh white privilege packs / startup biz trip /
like disney / strange acid tools /
all corporate now / rollerball 3000 /
suck it and see /