Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Friday, September 07, 2007
Friday, August 31, 2007
Friday, August 24, 2007
Friday, August 17, 2007
Monday, July 30, 2007
Wednesday, July 04, 2007
1. Pajo: Flashlight Tornado
2. White Stripes: Little Room
3. John Lee Hooker: Boogie Chillin'
4. Modest Mouse: Bukowski
5. Bob Dylan: Visions of Johanna
6. Memphis Slim: Nervous
7. Cat Power: Free
8. Magnetic Fields: How Fucking Romantic
9. Mountain Goats: International Small Arms Traffic Blues
10. Tom Waits: Cold Water
11. Otis Redding: Pain in my Heart
12. Fugazi: Long Division
13. The Danielson Famile: Did I Step On Your Trumpet?
14. Violent Femmes: Lies
15. Beastie Boys: Sure Shot
16. Wu Tang Clan: A Better Tomorrow
17. Lou Reed: I Love You
18. Tom Waits: The Piano Has Been Drinking
19. Magnetic Fields: Come Back From San Francisco
20. Rogue Wave: Publish My Love
21. Bruce Springsteen: Mary Queen Of Arkansas (Columbia Pop Audition, Take One)
(surrealism, extended metaphor, form following content, concrete vs abstract image, objective correlative (ugh), sentiment vs sentimentality, cliche, lies,lies,lies, tone, rhythm, the business of poetry, art for art's sake, famous poets, and more!)
I use this CD to supplement the syllabus (which already includes a giant, 6-page, cut and pasted anthology I crudely photocopied to supplement the text).
I suggest one or two tracks to go along with the discussion of the day. We get to it if we have time at the end of class.
Sunday, May 06, 2007
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
Thursday, March 15, 2007
(Actually, Jefferson had died earlier that same day.)
"I see black light."~~ Victor Hugo, writer, d. May 22, 1885
"Is it the Fourth?"~~ Thomas Jefferson, US President, d. July 4, 1826
"I've had eighteen straight whiskies, I think that's the record . . ."~~ Dylan Thomas, poet, d. 1953
see the big list here.
Monday, February 19, 2007
In completely other news: I’ve become mildly obsessed with the idea of the Rookie Card as deep metaphor, or as a kind of deep image even.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Sunday, January 07, 2007
1) From the Al Bundy files: In high school, I played football for Immaculata High in NJ. My senior year, I was the starting noseguard. I was a bit bigger then, and was mostly used for my speed anyway, in what was a kind of unorthdox, hybrid 4-4 defense; I was free to line up almost anywhere on the line of scrimmage. That team, that season, and to this day, holds the New Jersey record for a defense/team going a whole season unscored upon. My favorite game was against Newark Central, which took place at night in downtown Newark's old, dilapidated stadium. Several of the upper deck sections were condemned. Their school band was small but amazing. On one set of downs, I recorded all 3 tackles, after which Newark punted.
2) My first job, when I was 16, was in a liquor store. My second job was as a gas station attendant, where I once pumped gas for John Amos (father from "Good Times") as well as Joe Piscopo. I also worked as a pool-hole-digger, a guy on a road paving crew, and was a forman on a house painting crew. I also painted playgrounds.
3) I played in a gigging band for 3 years--our drummer had previously drummed for Lisa Lisa and The Cult Jam as well as Clarence Carter.
4) I have received 4 of the 7 Catholic sacraments, before I gave up. For my Confirmation, I had to do community service. My seventh grade class went to an old folks home to visit with the elderly. My friend Brian and I rode the elevator for two hours, slinging our yo-yos, until I finally realized the error of my ways. I wandered into an old woman's room where she described to me, in detail, the lush countryside of Salerno, Italy.
5) My very first memory (that lasts more than a flash) is of my father throwing a pie across the dining room table, hitting my uncle in the face.
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
What I enjoy most about my own book-length writing process is the discovery of each individual piece as well as the colors of larger book-length thing itself. If you haven't already guessed, I don't force content narrative or form. I also like the fact that I relinquish nearly all control in first draft mode, and exert (a kind of) total control in subsequent/final draft mode. Regardless, I'm nearly done drafting this next manuscript (tentatively titled "THERE ARE AIRS," but w.t.f.k. at this point). I'm stopping to look back at what i've been putting down. Three immediate thoughts: 1) My process has been at times so governed by sound that i'm going to have to rethink my discussions of invention and my own drafting process in my Introduction to Poetry course. 2) I've written several poems with the title "American Funeral," though they aren't nearly as grandiose or bulging as they might seem from such a title. Oh size and scale! 3) I seem to be taken, as I finish up, with Ekman and Friesan's Facial Action Coding System. That's me in the bottom row, second from the left, next to you.