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Rainy Mystery Alley / spoken-word song video

Analog loops, guitars, feedback and poetry about impossible alleys, 8 seat bars, villages with book shops, woolen scarves, Fado, Enka, Kathmandu mud, and umbrellas thwarting tactility.

Video features snaps of Thorvald and Thurston in a Provo basement, 2018 making the song as well as artifacts in the environs.

Rainy Mystery Alley (with Marty)

Analog loops, guitars, feedback and poetry about impossible alleys, 8 seat bars, villages with book shops, woolen scarves, Fado, Kathmandu mud, and umbrellas thwarting tactility.

Made by “Thorvald and Thurston” in a Provo basement, 2018

Read along: Rainy Mystery Alley poem

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Sensei Larry’s Wisdom – Postcard #80

Sensei Larry’s Wisdom

Upon turning 70 years old, Dave’s dear sensei (since a teenage Utah community college stint), Larry Harper (among various monikers) curated 70 items of advice (at request of Annie Dandelion).

As such, between licks by Grateful Dead and master potter Marty Kendall, he riffs the list – ranging from practical to mystical to almost comical, many including nudity and space. Oh, also includes his ethereal autoharp songs (rescued from a ca. 1991 Zzyxz Rd cassette).

Gather some wisdom with:  Sensei Larry’s Wisdom – Postcard #80
(45MB, 32:59, 192k mp3)

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Earthship VW bus/sauna, Big Cottonwood canyon, Utah (2016) – Lomo photos (colour)

Earthship VW bus/sauna: dave and bus
Earthship VW bus/sauna: dave and bus front

As documented here and there, i once owned a 1974 VW bus and travelled all over the place and enjoyed many adventures and undertook extensive repairs and renovations. as it goes, it sat in my Granny’s backyard as my travels took me further afield to foreign lands, as such, i passed it along to cousins who sold it to a fella called Zac, who also let it sit for sometime in garage before some adventurous and creative folks called Honi and (Dayglo) Dave bought it for a daughter and quickly realized that it would be an unfit vehicle due to reliability concerns.

You see, Honi and Dave have some great rental lodges and extensive compound in Big Cottonwood canyon (outside of SLC Utah) which they rent primarily to skiiers/boarders and other recreate-ers. They already have a hottub, tipis and so on and converted the noble “Earthship” into a sauna. We connected over some serendipitous internet-happpenstance and  i rallied up a gang of pals to go visit. H&D were wonderful hosts and the visit soon turned into an all-night party including hot boxing the sauna (in a couple different ways, soaking in hot tub, and firing up the jukebox in the Mangy Moose cabin. Incidentally, a momma moose and her kids paid a visit.

The bus has been privy to weddings, parties and all sorts of merriment. As is obviously, its extensively painted and decorated, the insides gutted (who knows what lost items were found) its parked in a flower bed of sorts. They presented me a key which travels with me all ’round the globe.

Here are a few pieces of documentary evidence snapped wth Lomo La Sardina (sardine can) camera. Also made a series of friendly postal pictograms with these images. Many of these snaps were captured by Jamielee Eldridge.

Earthship VW bus/sauna: inside the bus sauna (enter via passenger door)
Earthship VW bus/sauna: inside the bus sauna (enter via passenger door)

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Creepers and Chums: global musicians

** Creepers and Chums Musician  Round-up playlist **

Best thanks to the assortment of Global Free Radicals who contributed music via video for Creepers and Chums. This playlist contains all of them with the addition of “pre-roll” and “post-roll” artifacts collected from various place, simply to amuse and surprise without context.

Kindly consider reaching-out/following/fan-ing/liking any of the bands you particularly enjoyed via social channels of your choosing. They are all part of your life narrative too as they participated in this memorial for our departed loved ones. Continue reading Creepers and Chums: global musicians

Creepers and Chums: memorial party invite, 2017

Creeper & Chums - memorial party announcement (mixed-media, Dave Olson)
Creeper & Chums – memorial party announcement (mixed-media, Dave Olson)

++ CREEPERS AND CHUMS ++

An Uncle Weed Variety Shindig
Music, Poetry, Dance , Art

Details: Sat. May 27th 2017

Bring: Potluck, chair and good vibes

Dedication: Lauralee Elliott and Rod H. Ash

Featuring:
* Mikael Lewis and International Correspondents
* TWILLO
* Larry “Auto” Harper

++ various Global Free Radicals (via video)

Creeper & Chums - memorial party commemorative posters (mixed-media, Marty Kendall)
Creeper & Chums – memorial party commemorative posters (mixed-media, Marty Kendall)
Invite? Leave a comment. Will also be live streamed for folks elsewhere

Creepers and Chums: meet some fine artists, 2017

Scant days until we commune together beneath the granite peaks of Little Cottonwood Canyon for the Creepers and Chums tribute wake for Lauralee and Rod Ash.

As such, I am pleasantly happy to introduce you to some of my favourite artists, as well as share some of my recent writings and interesting hats, with you.

May I present a few snapshots with some of these lovely co-conspirators? Pardons for the self-indulgence, i’m more than a wee bit excited and hope/suspect you will find a new favourite artist or 3.

Meet: Matt Layzell, Geoff Petrie, Larry Harper, Trevor Erikson, Nikos Paraskevas, James Zepp, Ronit Bhujel, Marty Kendall and others in this non-annotated gallery of renegades.

Mikael Lewis (aka Butterfield) will “headline” the gig with his blues guitar meets singer-songwriter goodness

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Escalante Flashflood – From Community College to Canyon Bottom (draft)

Marty (L) and Dave head into the wild…

Escalante Flash Flood

From Community College to Canyon Bottom (draft)

With my right hand, I gripped on to the side of the cliff. There wasn’t much to grab on to. The rock was red and sandy. I was perched on the tiniest of ledges which is sleek with the fresh rainfall. Below me was a waterfall that dropped off 12 feet or so. Down below, Marty was bobbing up and down in the swirling pool.

The rain had picked up now. Large branches and small trees that we’ve passed hiking just a day or so ago were now shooting off the ends of the waterfall — torpedoing, javelining their way towards Marty.

He tells me to throw down the second pack. I’m grasping it with my left hand. As I hang out over trying to lean to get enough leverage to throw it over the lip of the waterfall — so it doesn’t get caught right underneath in the froth. Instead makes it out to the pool where Marty can grab it before it rockets down the river and meets the torrents of water. I gripped hard. The harder I grip the less there is to grip. I heave and I tried to swing with my left arm through the strap at the top of the backpack and, he bend over.

The backpack floats forward a scant few feet but far enough where Marty can scramble after it. He’s already holding the first backpack which is only floating because of foam mattress lashed to the outside.

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