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I see this day the People beginning their landmarks, (all others give way;) —Never were such sharp questions ask’d as this day; Never was average man, his soul, more energetic, more like a God; 15 Lo! how he urges and urges, leaving the masses no rest; His daring foot is on land and sea everywhere—he colonizes the Pacific, the archipelagoes; With the steam-ship, the electric telegraph, the newspaper, the wholesale engines of war, With these, and the world-spreading factories, he interlinks all geography, all lands; —What whispers are these, O lands, running ahead of you, passing under the seas? 20 Are all nations communing? is there going to be but one heart to the globe? From Years of the Modern

Now to our story. Jim Haas sent out a CD of punk music and called for comment. I am finally posting that comment more than a year later. Jim is working on a response as I write this, and we will post that when we get it. I sort of took the opportunity to wax poetic about things I like… Jim told me his intention in the Punk Favoritos CD was to just share his enjoyment of the types of things he had discovered for the first time through throught eMusic. An accompanying podcast or two is in the works for this. I have discovered these things eat up my server space and that I have to remove one before I post another. Listen to the accompanying podcast, while you can. Available during July. [NOTE: For now, Podcasts will post and then remove in 1 month. If you access this page one month after publication, the podcast link will have expired .. sorry. ] Jim Haas sent out a haunting punk compilation for comment. My world blew up settled, blew up, settled, and on Memorial Day weekend I got around...

Jeff Hull came by recently to check Jake’s portfolio. And we kind of looked at some of Jeff's own more recent stuff together. Which is on the Web via some shows he’s had in recent years. Now I am stuck as anyone reading this will agree with words. Which provide a poor translation of what goes on in true visual art. Here goes. Jeff Hull’s paintings transcend a life time; they cut through blue paradises of art think and explode, exotic, rich and watery. The ordinary world is here, and is seen in a universe of visual indications. Cells of modern mind float on the canvas, and one painting enters another. Images flop along side stones emanating molecular progressions. Color is all over the place, and you are on a magical ride. This art is feedback music in the domain of the eyeball. The sky, the ferns the beat. I see stories. I apply cut-up technique. The stuff pops up at you in spectral neural displays. Jeff’s objects comet forth. You attach what you bring. Ferns,...

Dylan has a satellite radio show... and the playlists for three have been published. No flies on Bob. It all sounds like a party [maybe even one you and I have been too.. Wine by Electric Flag; Momma Told Me Not to Come by Randy Newmann; Sloppy Drunk by Jimmie Rogers; Mother in Law — Ernie K Doe; Pontiac Blues — Sonny Boy Williamson (II); Mama Talk to Your Daughter by J.B. Lenoir; Jimmy McCracklin shows up! wild-cool stuff. First Playlist. Theme is weather. Blow, Wind Blow — Muddy Waters You Are my Sunshine — Jimmy DavisCalifornia Sun — Joe Jones Just Walking in the Rain — The Prisonaires After the Clouds Roll Away — The Consolers Let the 4 Winds Blow — Fats Domino Raining in my Heart — Slim Harpo Summer Wind — Frank Sinatra The Wind Cries Mary — Jimi Hendrix Come Rain or Come Shine — Judy Garland It's Raining — Irma Thomas Stormy Weather — The Spaniels Jamaica Hurricane — Lord Beginer A Place in the Sun — Stevie Wonder Uncloudy Day — The Staple Singers I Don't Care if the Sun...