So you know, goes to show how dedicated to this joint I am, but I found our cat, Enki, who we hadn't seen for a while as of the first post on this blog, in the middle of last summer. It was pretty unlikely, but long story short we found him about a mile and a half from our house 5 months later, and he's been living with us ever since. He's with Erin's grandparents right now, which is weird and stressful because we should be taking care of ourselves, but Erin's in Alaska learning what homesteading is like and I left for RI without making preparations to take him, so we kind of left him in that lurch. He's fine, and the GP's are very nice to take him, but he'll be cooped up inside a trailer all the time and he won't be with us, and I'm always worried about him losing, or never having developed, any kind of bond with us. I kind of feel like he just is around us because we feed him, and he knows that he's connected, but neither of us have figured out how to like or love eachother, in whatever capacity the relationship contains. This is true with Erin (at least between the two of us) as well. A good use of this would be to actually think through what those capacities are, because I think they do exist (based on an intuition that sometimes falters), and contingency demands it, because these are the other beings (a notion to be continually addressed and teased out) that I have 'natural' access to and necessity to love.


Topics to Come:

Dog Piss and Contamination: The Shit thats Haunting My Dreams
Choosing to live w/ peeps
Enki and possibilities, Erin and possibilities, in so far as I am far from each of them for the moment

Picture of cat to frame this post

Ant Trip Ceremony

Just discovered this band Ant Trip Ceremony creeping on this Swedish girl's facebook who I "met" cause she friended the Tony Caro and John page I made. The vocals are pretty on point, makes or breaks a lot of proggy stuff for me. This song kinda rules:

Four in The Morning

Kind of a funny Dead vibe in this second one, goofy Jerry Garcia or whoever -ish lead guitar, but all in all solid and enjoyable. Almost reminds me of German Oak on a SF tip instead of locked into the pre-mutant/disco death-groove, similarly ramshackle and amateurish but with somethin that rubs right if it gets you in the moment. Also, the cover has a sick Baphomet hiding.

Pale Shades of Gray


The whole internet apparently wants to tell you where they got their "wierd" name, but I don't care about that. They're from Ohio, recorded "24 Hours" at Oberlin in early 1967, right before they all parted ways. Cool band.


I'm gonna try to post more on this, just in case you know.