Tuesday, August 4, 2009

a job and a home and a new music video

punk and dogs
I looked at this page for the first time in a long while today and I felt a lot better about my current circumstances. Also I figured it'd be good to let all you nice people know that I'm longer jobless and homeless. 

My second attempt in 2009 to move to Oakland is far more successful than the first. I'm living in a house at 51st and Telegraph with three swell gents. Two of which are old dear friends; Jon and Winston. And I like Chris, my third roommate, more every day.  

My tiny room requires me to crawl through windows in the living room or walk through my roommates' room. But one step at a time since I do have a min wage job at this point, a cool min wage job but still. A second job is on the horizon I'm sure, but more time being Oakland has been kind to me. 

I'm working at an awesome restored 1935 movie theatre in El Cerrito. It used to be a speakeasy theatre but they went under. If you want you can read about the interesting story here. Its not going to be as cool before, but we will be serving beer and wine and delivering pizzas to the seats. Pretty awesome. 

Before I got hooked up with a job and a room (god bless good friends), I finished a new music video while in Placerville. Its for a band called Carcrashlander from Portland. My friends' Jon and Mimi Fee, who started a record label a couple years ago called Parks and Records, asked me to do it. I've said a few times to friends that I'm done with making music videos, but my boredom at that moment, lack of live shows, and being a fan of Cory Gray's previous band Desert City Soundtrack, I agreed. 

Here's the result, let me know what you think. Take care of yourself kids. 

Friday, June 5, 2009

Homeless, Jobless and newly Single

But still making art and finding venues to show it to people.
Life keeps moving.
Here's my latest creation.
I've got a show with the always amazing Silian Rail on wednesday at the Rickshaw Stop in SF.
Come out.
And God love Hitchcock!!

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Dennis Rodman Rebounds My Heart

Tonight I happened to catch an episode of Celebrity Apprentice. Well... truthfully I choose to watch it and I must own that. On a side note: I think Apprentice Celebrity would be a better show idea. I guess that's what all reality tv is though, so never mind.

I never took Dennis Rodman seriously, nor should anyone frankly. Ever. But once upon a time, I enjoyed his anti-authority antics and respected his zest for craziness. Somewhere along the way I lost interest. Much like I did with Paulie Shore after 'Son In-law'. I'm sorry that wasn't fair Dennis. I believed no rekindling spark could ignite our love affair. Until tonight that is.

In 30 minutes of television, while on the job the Rodman did the following: placed Joan River's annoying daughter in a trash can with the help of Tom Green then dragged her 200 yards, took Clint Black to a bar, getting him to admit he's too uptight and inducing him to sing 'Killing Time' to an empty bar, picked up on a 22 year old waitress in front of Hershel Walker. ( When he asked her age, she said' Old enough.' To which Dennis touched his index finger to the tip of her nose.) All while pounding vodka cranberries.

After hitting the strip clubs with Tom Green and a Russian model/possibly-stripper all night, Dennis failed to show up or answer the door or phone the next day. And still he wasn't fired.

Thanks Big Guy. Call me sometime.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Friday, December 19, 2008

Impermanence

Albany Bowl
Don’t hold on!
Don’t hold on!
In the time it takes to destroy a moment
It’s already gone.
You will always lose whatever you gain,
You will always lose whatever you get.

In death we lose our first gift, life.
The one un-itemizable object
With an Un-labelable price.
For yours’ or others’.
Sometimes they’re the same,
Other times they differ.
No amount of wealth will get you another’s.
You can take it.
You can never have it.

You can silver plate your sperm,
And pad your coffin with your gold.
But what you carry is often heavier than what you have to hold.
So love all that you have,
it may soon be what you had.
Don’t hold on!
Don’t hold on!
Let it go.
It’s already gone.

L.J. 12.19.2008