seeing the black angels play on the last night of austin psych fest , truly the most amazing experience i have been part of.
i’m leaving san francisco again :(
real eyes realise real lies
“I dreamed I dreamed an African dream. My head was a bony guitar, strung with tongues, and plucked by gold feathered wingless moondripped rituals under a midnight sun, drumming human beats from the heart of an ebony goddess, humming the melodies of being from stone to bone and from sand eternal. Blue rain falling in soft eyedrops from nude bodies of dancing planets, beats of science played on vibrated teeth of open-mouthed African harpsichords.
Venus, the star jazzer in transit, on fluted bars of black light, dancing in theaters of birds streaming beauty’s name beyond the belts. Mahogany goldfish blossom in thickly loaded skies down from the intimate distance by a river where peace is green in the fountain. Roses disappear into eachother.
The sun and the moon create the ballad at its source, and all those fires of love I burn in memory of.”
- Bob Kaufman
“Is this nirvana we’re in now or aint it?”
- Jack Kerouac (“The Dharma Bums”)