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Halloween Lullaby October 31, 2010

Posted by The Typist in 504, cryptical envelopment, Dancing Bear, New Orleans, NOLA, Toulouse Street.
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It isn’t the mice in the wall
It isn’t the wind in the well
But each night they march
Out of that hole in the wall
Passing through on their way
Out of hell
–The Pogues

I’m Only Sleeping October 25, 2010

Posted by The Typist in 504, cryptical envelopment, Dancing Bear, New Orleans, Toulouse Street.
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Please don’t spoil my day
I’m miles away
And after all
I’m only sleeping

The Shadow Do October 17, 2010

Posted by The Typist in Toulouse Street.

If Toulouse Street seems a shadow of it’s former self, its only because it’s going through a bit of a transformation. Please do not steal the orange cones for your neighborhood’s favorite potholes. I need all I can get.

I’m trying to remember where I collected this thought, but once again we will not only lazily borrow words from better writers, but admit that the entire concept of lazily borrowing words from better writers was once conceived by Suspect Device, or at least used by him.

“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” ~Anais Nin

No more time right now. Off to give my son his first driving lesson. Mr. Christopher, Pray For Us.

Folly October 15, 2010

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“And thus a warrior treats the world as an endless mystery and what people do as an endless folly” — Don Juan Matus

The Inflated Tear October 6, 2010

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Here’s comes the whistle man to take you away…

Odd Words In Briefs October 6, 2010

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Boxers, actually. Long day, tired. going to bed. I’ll update this tomorrow with more, but for now:

§ Dear Friends, Bards, and Professional Human Beings All,

17 Poets! Literary & Performance Series presents an evening with writers from New Orleans: What Can’t Be Lost: 88 Stories and Traditions from the Sacred City, edited by Lee Barclay and photographs by Christopher Porché West; featuring Readings by Contributors: Dave Brinks, Chris Champagne, Valentine Pierce, Mona Lisa Saloy, and others.

Our featured program will be followed by Open Mic hosted by Jimmy Ross.

Admission is free. With Red Beans by Megan Burns. (The Lucky Dog man is going to get lonely but that’s food two weeks running. Damn.)

The eighty-eight stories and traditions in New Orleans: What Can’t Be Lost are the piano keys in a love song to the city. Alongside Christopher Porché West’s alluring black-and-white photographs, New Orleans’ culture bearers pay tribute to the city they call home. From Storyville to the Super Bowl, from cover to cover are found Pulitzer Prize-winning writers–four of them gathered on these pages; Creole chefs; float and costume designers; a break-acrobat flipping forward over tourists lying on the pavement like matchsticks across from Jackson Square; Black Mardi Gras Indians; parade captains; musicians; protectors of the city’s historic landmarks; writers of its poems and articles and novels and plays; and those who pass down traditions in the performance of New Orleans culture.

Much belated, almost picaresque updating ahead. Tonight:

§ Poet Nancy Harris reads her works in celebration of the Alvar Branch Library’s 31 years of readings at the bar. 3 p.m. Today, I might note, is not only John Lennon’s birthday but Everette Maddox’s.

§ A book release for The Least Resistance, a novel by Sarah K. Inman atv Handsome Willy’s, 218 S. Robertson, NOLA.

§ Tomorrow (Sunday Oct. 10) Sandy Warren reads from and signs: Art Blakey Cookin’ and Jammin’: Recipes and Remembrances From a Jazz Life, a culinary memoir written by Sandy Warren, the woman who shared Blakey’s life for 22 years and helped to raise his son Takashi. The book is introduced by a foreword from Dr. John (Mac Rebbenack). Food, Jazz, Dr. John. What could you possibly not like about this book? Why aren’t you there getting a signed copy?

That’s all for now. We must move the transmitter. They are getting closer.

New Orleans Is Sheherezade October 3, 2010

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“New Orleans is Sheherezade. We tell stories to stay alive.”
— Andrei Codrescu

…who shared this at The Creole Arabesque & Transylvanian-Moldavian Fascination at 17 Poets! two weeks back, referenced in a prior Odd Words.