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  • haha must add, see my "typo " in above comment? intending STP of course, haha i typed "tsp", well haha tsp is chemical abbrev for a "cleaning agent , Trisodium phosphate, in commercial toilet bowl cleaning tablets! yep, whew, maybe it Was TSP! ..i sure got my adolescent toilet psyche Cleansed!..haha..mea culpa..also, kid you not, i think i was at Capt Beef at Town Hall '72, did Larry Coryell open that show? i was at that..

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  • yeah TD, a Lament in film , on the death of the Baltimore that was your living pulsing Muse feeding your imagination and identity , freshly created by maybe a reawakened Waters, would, in reference to your earlier piece on the Way of the Word, do well with this opening scene, ..the young TD word gangsta "prop-poet" , suitcase of "stuff" in hand, meets up with his comrade Billy Mo , by chance or not, beat up suitcase in his hand, shots of the the Tav there, both laffin asking on cue, , "what's in Your suitcase'/ "just some stuff", up the stairs, dog chewed puppet heads and tattered bibles stickin out the suitcases, quick fade back to eariler formative scenes, and the Lament begins.. and eh, i entered 1st time with the orange in spring, 69, i was 17, you in 68 were 13!!??? hahahahahahahahahawheeeewwwww xxxxxxzzzzzsssstttt! no wonder my man! i ended up naked being chased by ambulance in Greenpoint, Brooklyn, looooong story, found out was laced w/ the tsp, so yeah, hahaha no Wonder for me too ! yep they caught me, yep the thorazine shot..it turned dark quick.. i survived, beer, reefer and hash was MY medicine for the after effects, .. "Was this normal behavior for a 13-year-old? I’m still unsure." Great self appraising sentence my man! , honest answer. keep it all comin..good write , good read, good ride. thanx.

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  • The bowling alley near Hamilton Elementary, orange pellet sunshine, twangy reverb, the Read Street Festival, Pooba, Alice Cooper at the Civic Center, Wyman Park concerts, John Waters premiers, thank you, Tommy, for bringing it all back.

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  • It's a tough choice, but #16 is the best. Which hobbies do you recommend for gay guys?

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  • "staring through yourself"..TD NAILS that woman there as his rolling memoir expands both deep within and out to the living spaces , he has nailed phrasings that stick like diamonds to it all, , in the cortex and the heart.. and in My visceral life..i stared at mirrors in dives seeing not me but That guy..then the distracting brothers & sisters would enter the place and lift the fog, ..light the joint, fill the mug, hit the fist, party on, ..til next moment of clarity.. yeah we were professionals.. and Whew, a beaut!: "denizens of dipsomania" . haha long time since i have read that in print...a term used by american philosopher/psychologist William James.. look it up ..yep, these days telling a barkeep, 'a shot n a beer" is like a foreign language to them, "oh i gotta look that up in my cocktail book" and yes, Willyburg even in fotos now is cartoonish and "The art of conversation and human interaction is doomed"..aint it the trooth.. just look at 1600 Pa ave in DC.. we gonna get tweeted into nuke war.. ..well, TD, your last paragraph here is the stuff of the Stone of thought..thanx..

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  • "Artists will always find a place to live, but bringing a neighborhood back from the dead takes more than money or magic. "..sad tale of america on a large scale.. the money mongers eat the poor and forgotten and vomit them in concentrated wastelands.. now stretched to the rural zombie towns.. the uber gentrification in Brooklyn NY hoods like the 80's vibrancy of Sowebo has changed it from the "Grand Central Station of the New World" to the Mall of trust fund hipsters.. tall foreign owned high rises block out the East River setting sunlight, cold cold cold ..$15 for a latte , a few bodegas hang in there, art galleries for the jaded..great foto of Hollins market there , is that Billie H's mom shopping? yeah either what i described in Brooklyn or dead zombie zones like TD paints of Sowebo here are the realities..but creativity will survive, as TD continues to write it as it might be..the ghosts live..

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  • "We were middle class, dissatisfied, young and dumb" ..The world of possibilities was limited to.... becoming a bum, or a rock ‘n’ roller." Now That is like opening line to a reincarnated Dickens masterpiece. , like David Copperfield's "I am born"..TD's rollicking ride (grasping on to LA Peggy's perfect description in above comment ) takes off from that stripped down to it memoir self appraisal. There Were other avenues of self expression, of angst, of compassion too, but for TD he grabbed HIS path with reckless bravado. We witnesses in the crowd loved the blasting speakers revivals..being in the NY get stoned chase the music scene, with a cut my teeth at the Fillmore east mentality, a 1970-71 Allman bros worshipper, roots music festivals, and Lou and VU , Bowie, et al growing in the mix late for me, i 1st stepped in CBGB's in 1975, $1! cover on a sunday nite for Patti and Television, well in the words of Root Boy Slim, my wig was flipped! 75-76-77 were the glory years, Patti, early Heads trio, Television, Rich Hell, Voidoids, were my fave,..by 78 it became a Jersey boutique leather teen boys crowd to us blue collar stoners..and it faded for us.. so, dang, dodnt stick around long nuff to see TD's Da Moronics , have heard a ruff mix of that great performance though, looking forward to the new mix..and i'm pretty sure the Worms were crazy git man Simon Chardiet (of the Bar Sinisters) band when he was Joey Miserable..yeah , haha makes sense..thanks TD!..like LA Peggy said above, good rollicking ride..kudos for blasting Clean Americans in faces of the duped..and yeah, great words there: "A brief Roman candle, shooting star, road flare burning bright and burning out."..watch out for them hangin mufflers!

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  • "The oppressed love their oppressors and cannot wait to fill their shoes." --- Arthur Koestler

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  • Maybe feminist leaders are content that only 25% of women call themselves feminists. It's hard to admit your approach has been flawed. Much easier to maintain the status quo and retain your personal power.

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  • Not that I'm saying you called me that. You didn't. But others do, so I get a knee-jerk reaction sometimes.

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  • Sorry I strawmanned you. Given the stuff I write about, I frequently get frustrated when I try to explain complex social issues with 50 shades of nuance, only to have Angry White Boys (not necessarily you, of course) respond with, "Fag!"

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  • So everything is fine at Fukushima? Is that what you're saying?

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  • Sorta take that back about no mall. There's a couple of sclerotic shopping centers farther than I care to walk. At their best, and possibly to their credit, they were never within a million miles of a Willams Sonoma or a Safari-themed Banana Republic. Now liquor stores and sub shops. New retail paradigm needed. Maybe like ice cream men, but selling more than ice cream.

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  • No mall here upstate in Saugerties, New York - you gotta head south to Kingston to watch mall stores close. Here, I walk into town about every other day or so to food shop and pass real brick 'n mortar still, aside from the supermarket. Local shoe store, local hardware, bookstore, non-discount drug store, movie theater (the Orpheum!) and that's about it. Some earnest cute restaurants and coffee shops fill some spaces. Place has the feeling of a raggety 50s Main Street under glass, something between a scary well-done theme mall and Twilight Zone movie set, populated with extras like me. Coins can be still be found on the sidewalk. I snapped up a quarter just the other day. Gotta be careful with those pennies though. Heads only. Tails are strictly catch and release.

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  • Well I'll be. Congratulations Madeleine and Quinn and families.

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  • I left as suggested.

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  • Small family destination weddings are the best type of wedding for the exact reasons you list, especially if London is the destination. The only destination weddings I seem to be invited to tend to be in places like Houston.

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  • Too weird to do anything else, so put him in charge of children. Well, twas ever thus, I suppose.

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  • "Pip" is charitable. I've written about Mr. Grad before, who I had for 5th and 6th grade. A very, very smart guy who was curtailed by his weirdness. On payday, he'd often lay out a table of candy for the kids, all 30 of us. On the other hand, one time a girl left a note on his desk saying he had dandruff, no one squealed to the identity, and we all had detention for a week. FDR liberal who was depressed (as if he needed any more reasons) in '66 when Reagan won governor's race in CA. "An actor," he spit out.

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  • Can you write about that 5th grade teacher? He sounds like a pip.

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  • Oh, god. What jerks we were. I remember some incidents like these and they still cause me discomfort. I don't think it's the fault of our upbringing. Maybe we are all monsters until we acquire some empathy.

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  • Thank you Russ. I needed the fix. The Carlyle always reminded me of the boutique English Hotels

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  • In a couple of hours, was in NYC during the week.

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  • Where's my Pictures of You (#79) Russ? I need my Friday fix NOW

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