Thursday, March 30, 2006
I don't think I've ever experienced music or any other sonic event to have traveled up so many rungs of my spinal column and to have stayed there for so long. When they passed out the earplugs, it wasn't a joke.
But the music itself was audacious from the first chord of the specially tuned guitars with brief moments of melody moving through the can't-stress-it-enough loudness.
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Sunday, March 26, 2006
Woke up this morning at six to take photos, fed the cat and went and back to sleep until seven thirty. Got dressed and drove three blocks to the closest Starbucks (doppio con panna), walked south on Robertson, half a block, to take this picture.
Happy birthday, Frank O'Hara (1926-1966).
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Sunday, March 19, 2006
Much more powerful was the smaller memorial early yesterday morning outside of La Placita Church next to Olivera Street. It was for Jesus Suarez del Solar, killed in Iraq in March of 2003. A woman who I took to be his mother held a bouquet of roses and said just a few words. I don't understand Spanish but his father spoke very passionately without once raising his voice. I learned later that its been alleged that Jesus died after stepping on an illegal US cluster bomb and that his father is now active in the peace movement.