A Catastrophic Purge of Torment Into Oblivion: The Body & Thou Lay Burden Upon Existence

I awoke this morning with a powerful craving for fresh vinyl. I knew not why; I knew not for which specific piece of pressed wax I was searching. I knew only that there was The Calling, and that I needed to, once again, comb through my personal back-catalogue of music and film, identify some long-suffering … Continue reading A Catastrophic Purge of Torment Into Oblivion: The Body & Thou Lay Burden Upon Existence

Yeah Bitch! Horticulture!!! (Zen and Madness in Yard Work)

Last night was a rough one, psychotically speaking. It was all I could do not to reformat my cranium as some sort of post-Post-Modern, avant-garde, recessionist-abstract deconstructionist performance piece. Not to disparage the severity of leaden suffering my mind has found fit to absorb in general, of late. Suffice it to say I am now quite … Continue reading Yeah Bitch! Horticulture!!! (Zen and Madness in Yard Work)