Concerts I have been to Episodes 12 & 13:

Massive Attack at the Greek Theatre in Berkeley, CA on September 23, 2006.

Siouxsie Sioux at the Fillmore in San Francisco, CA on February 13, 2008.

Christmas Eve 2009

We drank Veuvue Cliquot in my bed,
Your breath stank.
And I was still upset with you for ripping my Dior jacket,
The night before.

After the champagne was gone,
I finished your warm glass of Ketel One,
Left over from,
The night before.

You laughed, clapped me on the back and said,
“That’s why I love you.”
I shrugged and replied,
“It’s not like vodka goes bad.”

Selected Scenes From the Short Films of Kenneth Anger

Motorcycles, men in tight black jeans and t-shirts,

Cleaning, stroking motorcycles.

Men in leather snorting cocaine in rooms with James Dean’s picture

On the wall.

Anton LaVey, Bobby Beausoleil,

Soundtrack by Mick Jagger,

An albino,

My demon brother.

Or the invocation there of.

The great Sphinx,

Stonehenge,

Lucifer in Joseph’s,

Amazing, Techno-color, Dream coat.

A bathtub full of blood.

Concerts I Have Been to Episodes 10 & 11:

Morrissey at the Fillmore in San Francisco, CA on September 27, 2007.

Patrick Wolf at Cafe Du Nord in San Francisco, CA on May 22, 2007.

Concerts I Have Been to Episode 9:

Interpol at the Bill Gram Civic in San Francisco, CA on October 20, 2007.

“a raped woman got executed, it was used for books and movies and shit.”

"In loving him, I saw a cigarette between the fingers of a hand, smoke blowing backwards into the room, and sputtering planes diving low through the clouds. In loving him, I saw men encouraging each other to lay down their arms. In loving him, I saw small-town laborers creating excavations that other men spend their lives trying to fill. In loving him, I saw moving films of stone buildings; I saw a hand in prison dragging snow from a sill. In loving him, I saw great houses being erected that would soon slide into the waiting and stirring seas. I saw him freeing me from the silences of the interior of life.

-David Wojnarowicz

When you grow up, your heart dies

new music from Elizabeth Fraser!

Slightly underwhelming, but still sublime.

Ennui

Its two p.m. but I’m still in my pajamas;
Stretched out V-neck t-shirt with hoary pit stains,
And navy blue boxers, covered in delicate white paisleys.
I’m checking my email, finishing what’s left of last night’s beer.

No, Dennis hasn’t emailed back yet.

No, I don’t care about your DVD sale, Amazon.com
and for sure I don’t need Viagra, yet.

I decide to eat breakfast;
pineapple, vegetarian sausage
and bitter espresso to take the edge off
the Klonopin I just popped.

Space out on the Food Network. Someone’s cooking something
but, I’m listening to Xiu Xiu.
Jamie whispers from inside my stereo;
It smells like Falouja, a hammock rod…
And I don’t even know what Falouja smells like.

My cell phone rings but I can’t find it,
under dirty clothes,
in coat pockets,
or on my dresser.
I figure, whatever, they’ll leave a message.
or
call back.

Concerts I Have Been to Episode 8:

Switchblade Symphony at the Trocadero in San Francisco, CA on 10/31/1997

one of these things is not like the other

The "T" section of my CD collection:

Tones on Tail, Throbbing Gristle, Justin Timberlake, Television, Throwing Muses

Mormon Science Fair

Concerts I Have Been to Episode 7:

Placebo at the Fillmore in San Francisco, CA on 04/23/2007

In a Garden

Cigarette perched
between two fingers,
her free hand
pulling petals
one from one
after the next
and so on.

You all right?
I wanted to ask.
I never did ask.

From her I got,
a sigh,
or
another drag
from the cigarette.

The answer to
my not asked
question,
muted in
blue smoke.

So I left her there.
In the spring mud,
under crumpled petals
of shifting cherry
blossoms.

Concerts I Have Been to Episode 6:

Nine Inch Nails (feat. Peter Murphy) at the Shoreline Amphitheater in Mountain View, CA on 07/08/2006



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Haiku describing Hedi Slimane's aesthetics or "The Golden Age of Dior Homme"

Eurotrash twinks

Skinny ass jail bait

Pretentious crap

look on the bright side; suicide.