Constant Onslaught

I will kick off this blog with a poet review tied into a film review tied into a music review. Ideally, after I get better at this whole thing, I will find ways that all of things interact. But right, now it will seem like randomness and awkwardness, get used to it.

Poet to check out:

JACK SPICER

First off, doesn’t he just look like a badass? Secondly, he is.

Spicer was a part of the San Fran renaissance poets, and famously believed that no man created poetry, and that man only transmitted poetry from “aliens. (aka spooks in the case of Yeats; “He {Yeats} asked, “What are you here for?” And the spooks replied, “We’re here to give metaphors for your poetry.) (From The House that Jack Built; Collected Lectures of Jack Spicer)

Spicer also believed that the best poetry should be infinitely small. In short, he wanted anyone and everyone to be able to understand poetry.

Essentially what you’re looking at when you are looking at a Spicer poem is some punch-you-in-the-face lines of awesomeness, and a language everyone can understand rather then jargon heavy “deep” bullshit that you see everywhere.

case and point:

Thing Language

This ocean, humiliating in its disguises
Tougher than anything.
No one listens to poetry. The ocean
Does not mean to be listened to. A drop
Or crash of water. It means
Nothing.
It
Is bread and butter
Pepper and salt. The death
That young men hope for. Aimlessly
It pounds the shore. White and aimless signals. No
One listens to poetry.

~ Jack Spicer

Coinciding film after jump..

Watch this film dammit!

Tokyo Story

A Beautiful beautiful film by Yasujiro Ozu.

Deals with a post-war Japanese family that has their parents come in from out of town and how they deal, (or don’t deal) with them. Painfully focuses in on the deterioration of a family unit, as the parents age and get shoved aside because everyone is so wrapped up in their own lives.

From personal experience, I can assure you all that it is painfully hard to try to keep your composure, and your cool after watching this movie and trying to pick up that hot girl in film class, as your crying like bitch with a skinned knee. Sad, or awesome? I’ll let you all decide.

A worthy addition to any serious film goers library, although, maybe not the forty-five dollar expensive as all hell criterion edition.

Music ties in after the break… I swear!

The Ruby Suns- Sea Lion

(pic from old cd forgive me)

The Ruby Suns to me are like Neutral Milk Hotel, except a little more out there. This cd definitely falls under coolest demo I heard this week. They mix the everyday sounds you would hear in any city, at any time and describe this tactic as an “aural road trip”. Which leads to some multi-genre music from across the world. Great cd and just enough of a road trip to take me away from this drab existence.

song to obsess about :

Blue Penguin, Kenya Dig it?, and There Are Birds.

Simple relaxing poetry, music, and film pretty much sums up to love.

(it’s out! buy it!!!)

This has been a Jordan production.

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