Like most of the others, I was a seeker, a mover, a malcontent, and at times a stupid hell-raiser. I was never idle long enough to do much thinking, but I felt somehow that my instincts were right. I shared a vagrant optimism that some of us were making real progress, that we had taken an honest road, and that the best of us would inevitably make it over the top.
At the same time, I shared a dark suspicion that the life we were leading was a lost cause, that we were all actors, kidding ourselves along on a senseless odyssey. It was the tension between these two poles - a restless idealism on one hand and a sense of impending doom on the other - that kept me going.
The Dark Stuff (Nick Kent), Psychotic Reactions and Carburetor Dung (Lester Bangs), Love Saves the Day: a history of american dance culture '70 to '79 (Tim Lawrence), Studio Stories (David Simmons), Ocean of Sound (David Toop)
when do you seriously get back in the states? cause expensive phone calls suck but if needed, i'll pay that shit... (i'm makin big bucks these days lololol)
I want to give thanks to you for a kick ass show here in SWF. You really are amazing and very special to me - " I promise I'll never want you to change." LOL!!! I hope all is well with you & I look forward to doing it all again one day soon!!!
