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I was stopped on the street the other day by an anchorwoman so I could share my views, on broadcast television, about Sarah Palin's new glasses. I, at the time, did not realize that these glasses were starting a new fad amongst the womenfolk in this country. When I saw the cover of Newsweek that the anchorwoman handed me I was under the assumption that people were making fun of her choice of eye wear since I personally find rimless glasses unflattering. What did I know? I ended up defending her choice to wear whatever glasses she wanted to and didn't even get the throw in a "I hate Sarah Palin more than I have ever hated another woman alive and I am terrified that she will personally undo every good thing that women have done since the foundation of this silly nation." I just get really annoyed when people concentrate too much on what female politicians wear and look like rather than what they do. So when the youtube videos surface and become viral, don't judge me too hard. After the cameras stopped rolling the anchor woman said I had nice hair. That's got to count for something.

So, I was walking through the John Lennon memorial in Central Park. My friend and I were poking fun about how cheesy it is. And, of course, Yoko Ono walks by. Keep me on the short list of people you know who have insulted Yoko Ono to her face.

For The Loyal Readers, All 2 of You

Murakami Sound Machine is not dead. Well maybe it is. We haven't had a meeting in months and I am moving to New York in like two seconds. But it will live forever in our hearts and I may continue to post here with other things. Who knows? Maybe this will become the it-blog for musings on life, poetry, performance art and open letters? So read on, reader.

A few points of clarification:

-This is not the dumbest generation. People have always been dumb and will continue to be dumb as long as there are people. Like everyone was so brilliant in the Middle Ages.

-Art/ Criticism/ Poetry/ Whatever is not dead (way less dead than MSM). It may be in a bit of a slump and, sure, we are no beatniks or hippies or beat-hippies, but stop writing articles about it. If we get over our inferiority complexes for previous generations, we will be fine. I am not too optimistic for the future of the memoir, but I am sure it that will work out itself out.

"She likes bright shin objects. You like to save money. You'll both love Palladium."

The event last night was really wonderful. Thank you if you went. If you didn't, I will try not to resent you too much. It'll be hard but you had better have a real good excuse.

Here are some pictures of our day yesterday leading up to the performance. Those pictures will come later. I think.


Rehearsing. Or watching Erick undress. Whatever.


Still life with Shaq and Laura.

The crazy art at the crazy artist space.

No seriously. Going to Burger King is a pre-performance ritual.

And El Pollo Loco, too, but at seperate times of the day.


El Erick Loco.