Category Archives: Notes to Future Self

notes and miscellanea kept for amusement and further reference – lists, recipes, notices, oddities and secret messages

Riff: Joe Strummer, Silver & Gold

Joe Strummer running London Marathon in 1983 by Steve Rapport as seen in the kura barn studio
^ I spy with my bespectacled eye… {DOA, Billy Bragg, The matinee, Buffalo Tom, David Bowie, Shred Kelly, Ramones, Hunter S Thompson, Allen Ginsberg, The Spores…}

Joe Strummer (Mellor) died around this day 17 years ago, not too old but old enough to leave an exceptionally eclectic legacy of undeniable mightiness.

His silver form hangs proudly in a 150 year old grain barn in provincial Japan in a beloved photo by (Vancouver treasure) Bev Davies from the US festival (the last show with Joe and Mick) in 1983 & has recently made friends with another version of himself from the same year, running the London marathon captured by Steve Rapport (former UK, now Pacifica, California and just releasing a book full of Joe/The Clash photos #PreOrder).

Hopping the stage and singing “White Riot” for the encore in 1984 (yes yes I know ya purists “out of control” wasn’t the *real*… oh forget it… and no way I could’ve got to the show at the Kerrisdale Arena a few years before with The Special’s playing and you know I would’ve loved that but born in 1970 is great for many things)

Take what you can take

and stage diving in front of Joe will always remain near the top of my list of “noteworthy life accomplishments” – I was 13, took the bus in from the suburbs, and stuck my dorky glasses in my jeans pocket and headed into the pit, completely overcome and immersed by this massive sound *and* songs which “really said something”.

I “celebrate his whole catalog ;)” from the 101’s, to The Clash, to Earthquake Weather etc, to the Mescaleros, to filling in with the Pogues, to hanging out at campfires at Glastonbury. And hear his legacy living on through voices from Billy Bragg to Don Letts and so many others.

Route 19 revisited

West Way to the world

The future is unwritten

PS if you need even more The Clash goodness, dig up a BBC audio video collage style film made on the streets of London around 1979, it’s so weirdly awesome great. (I’d’ve pasted here but I can’t figure out new word press blog thingie blah blah blah)

Oh here it is: 

Oh yeah, dig this Joe Strummer & The Mescaleros – Live In Roseland Ballroom, New York / familair classics with the Mescas world beat flair

 

Note: Japan trad house is sorta “camping”

living in Japan trad house is basically camping, sleep on a mat on a straw floor, fire up stew 2 burner gas stove, huddle around a warm table, hot bevvies, maybe play some nikko or ukulele / somehow suits the canadian cub scout in me

One big bed, not futon but a queen & a single on tatami mat floor / one big cuddle puddle pile

Ichiro’s hand (& DH Lawrence’s words)

Ichiro’s hand print

“Why, oh why must one grow up, why must one inherit this heavy, numbing responsibility of living an undiscovered life? Out of the nothingness and the undifferentiated mass, to make something of herself! But what? In the obscurity and pathlessness to take a direction! But whither? How take even one step? And yet, how stand still? This was torment indeed, to inherit the responsibility of one’s own life.”


― D.H. Lawrence, The Rainbow

I Hear You (patience & time are our allies)

I hear you / feel you / trust you dear lovelies / reminder: patience and time are our allies… Pleasant times ahead, the future is unwritten. I’m here to remind you.

Fondly, dvo / UW

Daveo Convo Bingo (print and play when we chat)

+ Daveo Convo Bingo +

Play this handy “home version” of the popular game.

Print your own (dave bingo pdf i you are geeky)

I might’ve missed a few things in this iteration. Suggestions?

I hope you win.

Riff: Photograph your Tears

Bits of Me, ergo:

Plotting paths of poets past, noting inter-disciplinarianism is key to creating context to encapsulate your content (as it were).

Write letters, fill sketch books, scrapbooks of ephemera, journals of nothings, tear sheets from magazines, pilfer coasters and brochures, collect the uncollectible, document the mundane. Fill a suitcase with ephemera.

Look down, crawl and fall. Photograph your tears.

When in doubt…

The lesson from *all of this* is clearly “when in doubt, go to a Hot Spring”

– dvo 8.27.20 (to Larry)

Dave, Diamond Fork, Oct 2016 / photo Rod H. Ash

Evidence: statistical oddities (3)

Japan: 420

I make art, document the art and document, the documenting of the art and I’ve done some of my whole life (as you’ve noticed in this personal archeology project).

Digression: There are paths for an artist – to chase fame or fortune, or personal satisfaction, or admiration from others (there are others). You can choose a couple of these *aims* but to get all at once is probably/possibly a bit much to ask. As for me, i make things for an audience 100 years from now and to amuse myself (and now so son Ichiro has a record of me). 

Anyhow the point is: I make these “things” for my own amusement not for numbers. Fuck Stats, Make Art right. Don’t cheat your audience make what you want.

Ergo: to make sure i am making “things i really wanna make”, I don’t check traffic/view numbers, I don’t make sales funnels, I don’t gather information, and at this point I don’t sell anything aside from paintings and poems on special request… but, in doing “all of this” project, I couldn’t help but notice a few notable numbers popping up, 420 everywhere. This is all, i am amused.

All-time views: 42,040

Oh yeah, a friend in Jamaica was concerned that he wasn’t getting “paid” for a video he appeared in which had more views in a day than all the rest of my little videos put together. He was convinced it was enough to buy a house, I sent him this detailed statistical report. .11 cents. Yeah, i’m a bigtimer on the tubes :). 

11 cents from Youtube

Note: (feeling) Grateful

Note: (feeling) Grateful

Note: (feeling) Grateful for you and life and love and other items, forgotten and found.

Quote: “book is a garden, an orchard, a storehouse,…” Baudelaire

“A book is a garden, an orchard, a storehouse, a party, a company by the way, a counselor, a multitude of counselors.”

Charles Baudelaire

 

Richard Brautigan: Poems and Telegrams

“Poems are telegrams of the human soul”

– Richard Brautigan

I would get this tattooed but then I’m not allowed in the Hot Springs so, just sharing it this way instead.

PS he’s rather overshadowed by some of the “beats” but really the guy I emulate most in my humble efforts

Note: thanks to Franco Coco Denis on FB

Artifact: Nudist Prophet Zevs Cosmos (Daily Herald, Provo, 1987)

“Nudist Prophet Proselytes Valley” / Zevs Cosmos in Daily Herald, Provo, Sunday Feb. 8, 1987

This fellow posted up with his signs and pamphlets by University Mall between Orem and Provo, Utah Valley – between the community college and Brigham Young University (this is a rather conservative Mormon-dominated area to say the least) spreading his kindly message of nudity and openness.

Brother Bob and I stopped and had pleasant conversations with him on a number of occasions, received his various brochures (which i may yet find) and helped him on his way with food and fellowship. Remains an inspiration. Thanks Zevs, hope you wander well.