Spontaneous riffs and readings from world rambling renegade letter writer with a new master’s thesis, Jason Emde who, as it goes from his home in Gifu also makes a podcast called “writers read their early sh!t”.
From the Kura barn studio, Dave meanders about Japan geography and “things not done” and hat selections for Kyoto before reading Jason’s letter to Molly, then rambles on about similarities in geography, points of view, adventures whilst recounting how he came across Jason’s work stretching over a decade or more (and including naval officer Bob), oh then 2 freeverse poems (after Gary Snyder) with Jason’s streams about “usual days” in Gifu and Vernon.
Plus name checks for James Joyce’s Ulysses, Christopher Trottier, Marshall McLuhan, Ken Babbs, Ken Bole, music bits from Bachman Turner Overdrive Live at Budokon, John K Samson (of The Weakerthans etc), hooray for ampersands and em-dashes! Also Amsterdam, London, Vancouver, Bali and most points in between, except Africa, haven’t gone there.
￼Finished medical appt and somehow a magnetic impulse pulled me into a tiny record store – now I’m waiting for ride with a blue bag full of “just a few vinyls really, well… several” David Bowie, BTO Live in Japan, Levon Helm RCO all stars, Echo and the Bunnymen, McCoy Tyner, The Pretenders +++
Admittedly, my powers of resistance are (deliberately?) very weak… Recently most of my record purchases are online but there’s real satisfaction to flipping through bins.
Yeah bookstores and record stores, especially small, well curated and possibly a cat wandering around, I’m very content. (There’s even a poem somewhere around here about almost being locked in a bookstore overnight)
Note: Japanese packaging is so often different and so interesting (with Obi – extra paper stripe around with the information in Japanese – too)
For what it’s worth, ranged between ¥1200 and ¥1800 – including some double albums, all in great condition – the proprietor inspected each one as he packed it into a vinyl sleeve.
Not that it really really matters but we’re living pretty thrifty these days / months so remind myself that not spending money on restaurants, travel, booze etc. so a little bit of cash splashed on vinyl is alrighhhht.
Do you know how when a project gets underway and it’s all exciting and then it just kind of becomes “usual”? Well this was not like this, each day is still tremendously exciting but it *is* sort of a routine meaning: …every couple of days I go into the kura (grain barn) studio for a little work session which includes opening up some boxes and sorting out a few things and a bit of hanging.
Noting: I do have to limit my time as to not get “sensory overloaded” as dealing with a lot of nostalgia/memories, plus just the desire to savour the process is “work” and wipes me out.
Anyhow, in brief, I go out, do the complicated unlock process, plug in the power, turn on some lights, fire up the stereo, drop needle on some lovely slab and then work on a task whether it be sorting out a few collections, stacking up some books, climbing up a ladder to organize suitcases… and then take some time to just sit in the chair, flip through a book or a magazine, look through some pictures, or sit down with the typewriter (granted it needs a little bit of work).
I have a few coat rack set up for handy smoking jacket, top hat and beaded necklaces, also there are some slippers so i can change like some sort of psychedelic Mr. Rogers.
A couple hours in there flashesback a lifetime of goodness and well, I have a whole lifetime of goodness more to go as a barely cracked into doing “anything” with the stuff, just kind of getting some air onto it for now.
With all this in mind, a few bits of evidence follow to support the above, minimal annotations as most are self-explanatory, ya know… stick and some pins on displays, stack some books, hang some pictures, pull out some records. (despite some duplicates from previous communiqués perhaps…)