Archive for September, 2008

rotating ears

Posted in rotating ears on September 12, 2008 by bonharris

Look smart, here comes that JC. Out from the grit and grime of the city, he’s strolling through green and pleasant lanes.

He’s whistling a happy tune.

Here’s why:

Friendly Fires – ‘Jump In The Pool’ – “For me they don’t sound like anyone else around at the moment. I saw them perform live on TV recently and thought they were superb.”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ofRCldHb7X0
 
The Streets – ‘I Love You More’ – “New album preview on MySpace as we speak. OK the beats are somewhat simplistic, but to be fair thats part of the charm. I think he’s an amazing lyricist. He couldn’t be anymore genuine, I think all his albums are ace! This track stands out at the moment but can’t wait to hear the whole album.”
 
Shotgun Heart Club – ‘Now That Your Gone‘ – I have to big up these guys. The bass player lives in Great Baddow! They wear their influences on their sleeve but their pretty fucking tight. Nice work.

today in LA part 03

Posted in preTea on September 5, 2008 by bonharris

This is Hollywood.

An “Art Lover” Who I know (and love) is working on a project.

This, I repeat, is Hollywood.

The project involves several mannequins, (IE: dummies)

There is a homeless man who “lives” outside of the studio.

He bides his time by writing  “Art Is Magic”, on the sidewalk

And drawing pictures on it. 

He “lives” outside of this studio;

He is dubbed “Outside Dan” by a kind hearted Chicago Native.

They feed him, these foolish “art lovers”

Hours pass, the mannequins are left unattended in an alley.

“Outside Dan” does what clearly needs to be done.

He draws on them.

“Art is magic”

A small part of Hollywood is upset.. (before they get distracted by an OMG!! iPhone moment.)

Certain parties are “revolted” because the dummies were not Outside Dan’s “property”

Other parties” argued the toss….

“ART IS MAGIC” Someone squeaked…..

“SO LET HIM BE!!!!!” (that same entity piped up, clearly overheating for the right reasons)

Outside Dan’s Dummies remain utterly priceless, in the midst of???

Well, anwyay, That was Friday here in LALA.

BTW: “She”  won by a knockout, (“my” art lover).

And Hollywood won more than it will ever know.

I’m ALL FOR THAT!!

ART  IS MAGIC!!!!!!!

Yes it IS.

Cheers

BH

 

 

 

 

today in LA part 02

Posted in preTea on September 5, 2008 by bonharris

So, … I’m in a cafe chasing ghosts.

A madman appears @ the window. 

He has unkempt hair, a radical beard, and shit and sweat stains on all items of his clothing.

He is clearly a “madman”.

He walks up to this cafe and proceeds to “groom” himself, table by table.

Clearly this is “against the rules”.

He is asked to leave, (not just the cafe, but the entire vicinity)

The customers were “disgusted” and “uncomfortable”.

He (the Madman), leaves – very angry.

He proceeds to step boldly into the rush hour traffic (mere paces from a pedestrian crossing) on Sunset Blvd on a Friday evening – Certain Death by Rush Hour  Traffic- (CDxRHT- check it-wicked).

Each and every vehicle stopped by way of emergency.

Some drivers even laid down their hand held communication devices.

He “invented” the rules by taking a single step.

So he did.

Madmen.

Making up the rules as they go along.

You could take over the entire world on that principle.

Oh……………??????

Yeah.

Cool.

I’ll bet anyone that the “madman” I watched today served in Vietnam. 

I’ll just bet you.

Cheers

BH

today in LA part 01

Posted in preTea on September 5, 2008 by bonharris

This is a story in several parts. Bear with me if you will. It started with dodgekas and Beethoven. 

I decided (was forced), to look into that kid “Louis Van” and his modus operandi.

This obviously necessitated  going 12 rounds with the “Mohamed (sic) Ali” of vodka bottles, a ream of score, and some kind of sound transmission device. 

I am here to tell you I battled stoutly for the full duration.

The result was never in doubt.

Towards the scrag end of the 12th round, we were both battered and bleeding.  The “Ali” of vodka bottles, (floats like a butterfly, stings like a bee), was towering over me, glowering –

“get up you ugly bear” etc and repeating this.

I might have conceded that he may have the cornerstone of a point.. (laying as I was, on the floor of my own kitchen – I had a tough choice – to shield my eyes with my gloves, from the harsh glare of reality, OR to fight back.)  

From my prone position, seemingly bested, I countered.

“Oh yeah tough guy? EXACTLY HOW did Beethoven instrumentally distribute the cadential chords AFTER the initial statement of the primary motif in the first movement of the fifth symphony?”

I won by a knockout.

Might is not right.

Reading is sexy.

Nerds rule.