a few things: July 2010

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

“Every man, when he gets quiet, when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering profound truths. We all derive from the same source. there is no mystery about the origin of things. We are all part of creation, all kings, all poets, all musicians; we have only to open up, only to discover what is already there.”

—	Henry Miller

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

WHARTSCAPE ZOIO, Baltimore M.D.

"Dan Deacon asked several local poster artists to design a poster for Whartscape this year. I didn't have a lot of time, but I recently had this idea about the Third Eye Boner and I had drawn about 10 little doodles over it over a week, so it seemed to be calling out to appear on this poster. These are being screenprinted by Alex Dondero and will be sold at the festival." - Nolen

poster by Nolen Strals. for Whartscape ZIOI.

Monday, July 19, 2010

Subterranean Homesick Blues

Bob Dylan - Subterranean Homesick Blues
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Subterranean Homesick Blues

Johnny’s in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I’m on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat
badge out, laid off
Says he got a bad cough,
wants to get it paid off
Look out kid
It’s somethin’ you did
God knows when
But you’re doin’ it again
You better duck down the alleyway
Lookin’ for a new friend
The man in the coon-skin cap
by the big pen
wants eleven dollar bills
you only got ten

Maggie comes fleet foot
face full of black soot
Talkin’ that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone’s tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the D.A.
Look out kid
Don’t matter what you did
Walk on your tiptoes
Don’t try “No-Doz”
Better stay away from those
That carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don’t need a weatherman
To know which way the wind blows

Get sick, get well
Hang around a ink well
Ring bell, hard to tell
If anything is goin’ to sell
Try hard, get barred
Get back, write braille
Get jailed, jump bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You’re gonna get hit
But users, cheaters
Six-time losers
Hang around the theaters
Girl by the whirlpool
Lookin’ for a new fool
Don’t follow leaders
Watch the parkin’ meters

Ah get born, keep warm
Short pants, romance, learn to dance
Get dressed, get blessed
Try to be a success
Please her, please him, buy gifts
Don’t steal, don’t lift
Twenty years of schoolin’
And they put you on the day shift
Look out kid
They keep it all hid
Better jump down a manhole
Light yourself a candle
Don’t wear sandals
Try to avoid the scandals
Don’t wanna be a bum
You better chew gum
The pump don’t work
’Cause the vandals took the handles