Vonnegut Wilson Coltrane Baudrillard Brown R.I.P

By Fly Agaric 23. 18th April 2007.

Kurt Vonnegut, Robert Anton Wilson, James Brown, Jean Baudrillard, Alice Coltrane mixed:My favorite things in music and in writing So honor em' how? damn words just to start off with? Build statues and make plaques? Plant trees, label meteorites, craters And scientific principles after em'? A great big love up, a big up to em' Cheers! Omnipotent Everyware and Nowhere: Great thoughts dispersing like Cotton seeds... Representatives and word sound power Way Post Modern like Past Post structuralist Post quantum Culture culture. Encyclopediatricks
Vast museums of culture How to fit it all in or get it out? Huge Galactic Archives of good Word
And good sense i think, but so different too,Together in a blogg train
cause' they tripped outAnd may never come back? Word deployed
To the new world disorder Disorder like spring, uprising voices "word magic "Everywhere
Whispering like the wind. Earth culture highlights in just 5 Cherry stones,
5 lives 5 piles of books
5 glasses of water
5 great lights."Absent without leave" where, Where are their thoughts now?A scent within leaves
Blowing in the greening spring wind Is music here?
Where does it go? "Unabridged" Bound as word, as writers,
musicians knotted togetherEntering their own "WORLD"
realms, constellations their
Senses, all-together, playing, spinning. A full blooming, all together NOW! Read them, listen to them.
Read them, process their thoughts,
Listen again. Cast seeds
East/west north/south, open your mouth. Sing of Wilson,
Baudrillard
Vonnegut
Brown
Coltrane
A Most potent Quintet don't you THINK? Their birth/death dates now sealed,
Calendars edited but without end
Of correspondences, Without end in e-space now. Messages from space
Inner/outer and between And the numerous other worlds among Boundless stars, Death
Has become the ultimate absurd:
The opposite of life? LOOK between the linesThese are vehicles, blueprints, ships and portals.

Timequake, John Coltrane: Infinity, The Third Coming, Ishtar Rising, Divine
Song, Reality, À l'ombre des majorités silencieuses The Sex Magician's, Sex
Machine, I got the feelin', Everything's Under Control, Sex and Drugs, Ain't it
funky, Down to Earth, Wilhelm Reich in Hell, Transcendence, L'échange symbolique
et la mort, Right Where You Are Sitting Now, Hot pants, Papa's Got a Band new
Bag, The Trick Top Hat, The Illuminati Paper's, Breakfast of Champions, The
Popcorn, Pass the Peas, The Golden Apple, The Homing Pigeon, Cat's Cradle, World
Galaxy, The Sirens of Titan, I'm real, The Gulf War Did Not Take Place, Think,
Astral Meditations, Mind power, L'échange impossible Quantum Psychology, The
Elements, Slaughterhouse-Five, Coincidance, Talkin' Loud, Email to the Universe,
Universal Consciousness, Journey in Satchidananda, Galápagos, Soul Power,
Reflection on Creation and Space, Cool Memories V, My Life after Death,
Simulacres et simulation, Reality Is What You Can Get Away With,The Conspiracy
of Art, Grits and soul, The Universe Next Door...R.I.P

Kurt Vonnegut (November 29 1922 – 11 april 2007)Jean Baudrillard (July 29, 1929 – March 6, 2007)Robert Anton Wilson (January 18, 1932 – January 11, 2007)James Brown (May 3, 1933 – December 25, 2006)Alice Coltrane (August 27, 1937 – January 12, 2007)

Fly Agaric 23. 18th April 2007. Amsterdam.

Robert Anton Wilson, Kurt Vonnegut, Norman Mailer R.I.P

 Food Fight.

          The elliptical Ravioli hit Bob's Funny Bone with a phlump. Bob' was already laughing like a blunted Buddha, while blinded by the blue cheese, mushrooms, pumpkin, artichoke and Tomato sauce glossing his facial features and beard like chunks of JFK's noggin' when Hugh Montague probably gave the go ahead  to the Dealy  Lama.

          Bob's Hand pushed down on snake shaped latch firing the Lasagna cannon.  Droplets of the rusty red tomato sauce spraying Bob's beard again, as the lasagna levitated skyward. Kurt is at the other end of the kitchen peeping through his extraordinarily decorated periscope next to the cooker.

"Lasagna" cheers  Bob, rejoycing.

 "Ravioli" Kurt replies with a roar, firing his ravioli catapult while thinking how Bob's face looked like some kind of wombat  that had been feeding on red fruit, covered in all that Ravioli and sauce.

 "Lasagna!"

 "Keep the Lasagna levitating." sings Bob to the tune of Auld Lang Syne and licking his red lips with glee like a cat licking cream off his long whiskers.

 "Keep the Ravioli in Orbit. So it goes and goes." Kurt echoed with a passionate and equal sincerity.

 

          Leaning in through the Kitchen window, looking over Bob's shoulder, Norman hands Bob a Mouth Organ with a note attached that reads:

'Lasagna' derived from the Greek.

  'Lasanon' meaning 'chamber pot'

'Ravioli' from Italian verb 'Ravvolgere' meaning 'to wrap'

    'Lasagne al forno' - oven-cooked Lasagne. --Norman

          Kurt notices Norman's multi colored T-shirt that reads: "Auld Lasagna!...established by Francisco di Marco of Prato: 1408 e.v.

"Oh, to be outside this kitchen with Norman! Spinach and minced meat in myface and these Lasagna projectiles are hot as hell." Kurt bawled, wiping Bob's sauce from his lovley big droopy eyes.

 "Loseyns' Trajectories Modified, Commence launch. RAW Lasagna!" Bob said, with a nasal accent satirizing some strange mission control centre.

        Kurt watches Bob entertaining himself, covered in cheese n' spinach, Tomato and pasta flakes, laughing in the slime, playful like a free infant.

 "Chinese ravioli and tortellini collectively, are often referred to as Italian jiaozi, according to uncle EZ."  Bob said, with bad Santa's smile.

 

"A Sufi that i once met called ravioli manti, Chogyam Trungpa refers to them as Momo, Ginsberg told me about the Jewish Kreplach, and Schroedinger called em Maultaschen." Bob added. Kurt and Norman both watching the Ravioli sauce dripping off his chin like luminescent volcanic lavafalls.

          Bob moves his fingers from the catapult latch and quickly wipes the cosmic ragu debris from his chin and beard again as if psychically responding to Kurt's observation. Kurt looked like he'd seen ghost and Bob looked like a cross between a Chinese Mystic and an auld Irish Bard from Siriusauce.

Fly Agaric 23.

edited: 22/12/2007.

Kurt

Norman

Bob

 MLA

Kurt Vonnegut, Robert Anton Wilson, James Brown, Alice Coltrane mixed

My favorite music and writing
So honor em' how? damn words to start off with?
Build statues and make plaques?
Plant trees, label meteorites, craters
And scientific principles after em'?
A great big love up, a big up to em' Cheers!
Omnipotent Everyware and Nowhere:

Great thoughts dispersing like
Cotton seeds...
Representatives and word sound power

Way Post Modern like
Past Post structuralist
Post quantum Culture culture.

Encyclopediatricks and vast museums of culture
How to fit it all in or get it out?
Huge Galactic Archives of good Word
And good sense i think, but so different too,
Together in a blogg train cause' they tripped out
And may never come back?

Word deployed to the new world disorder
Disorder like spring, uprising voices "word magic"
Everywhere whispering like the wind

Earth culture highlights in just 5 Cherry stones, 5 lives
5 piles of books, 5 glasses of water, incense, light

"Absent without leave" where,
Where are their thoughts now?
A scent within leaves blowing in the greening spring wind
Is music here? where does it go?

Becoming their complete "Unabridged" selves,
Bound as word, as writers, musicians knotted all up together
Entering their own "WORLD" their own realms, constellations,
Their recorded legacy
Left behind their senses all-together

A full blooming, all together NOW!
Read them, read them, process their thoughts, listen
Cast seeds east/west north/south, open your mouth

Sing of Wilson, Baudrillard, Vonnegut, Brown, Coltrane
Most potent Quintet don't you THINK?
Their birth/death dates now sealed
Their calendars sealed, without end of correspondences,
Without end in e-journal space

Messages from space, inner/outer and between
And the numerous other worlds Among
Boundless stars,

Death has become the ultimate absurd: the opposite of
Resurrection, of life, only through words can death survive
LOOK between the lines
These are vehicles, blueprints, ships and portals




The solid Newtonian universe involving such immutable concepts as mass, force, momentum, and inertia has long been repealed. The dull, dependable, predictable general motors universe has been transformed into shimmering quantum electronic possibilities. It seems that it all comes down to programs, information, and rhythms - endlessly complexifying with unpredictable results. In other words John Coltrane. - Timothy Leary and R.U Sirius, Design for dying, pub. Thorsons 1997.



In a similar way that any serious 21st Century musician and DJ alike would be familiar with the incalculable contributions James Brown has made to modern culture, any serious writer, or blogger of the 21st Century would be familiar with the contributions Robert Anton Wilson, Jean Baudrillard and Kurt Vonnegut have made to humanity. James Brown has been popularized by many people worldwide as the Godfather of Soul, and so to make fun, Wilson might deserve a corresponding title such as the Godfather of God. Jean the Godfather of Hyperreality. Vonnegut the Godfather of narrative. Alice Coltrane the Godmother of Ambient. They are like Gods to me. So i'll praise em'. How to pay tribute.

Visualize them cruising through limitless spaceless spaceless spaceless that they all helped shape, riffing off each other riffing, entangling words and strings, spinning, dancing, shouting. Melting into their life's work completed, a full 'good" life. This time around. Full of life, recordings and recordings, encapsulated for another eternity, still around in living minds through common playback devices. Tune in with a Wishing wand.

Alice playing that sensual sweet mystical nectar, washing the wall with tie dyed patterns, coming from her grand piano. Jean sits in the shadows next to a claret stage at the bar" talking with BOB and his beloved wife Arlen a tale of Joyce and the Gorillas of Paris, singing in sharp Haiku bursts of light, fountains of oriental glossolalia. Bob lights a joint and the hills come alive. Everyone's relaxed and cheerful, sunshines through a stunning great glass window, rooms awash with lemon. Soon a wind breathes a thousand brogues, streaming out of a translinguistic goo forming on the white marble flooring, goo that speaks. Kurt mimes each one with each crease in his face, old Buddhas laughing a Buddha belly laugh. James singing with a chorus of his angel divas, like another take of the classic Gospel scene from the Blues Brothers, Hot piercing screams like firebirds building up and up, Alice escorting the mouthful of air until release. Then everybody sits back a moment and nods to the music. Smiles radiate all around the room through the smoke, the whole scene is a hologram. Playing backwards and forwards in a torrent of sound light and soul and "Word"


Timequake, John Coltrane: Infinity,
The Third Coming, Ishtar Rising, Divine Song,
Reality, À l'ombre des majorités silencieuses

The Sex Magicians, Sex Machine
I got the feelin' Everything's Under Control
Sex and Drugs, Ain't it funky,
Down to Earth, Wilhelm Reich in Hell,
Transcendence, L'échange symbolique et la mort

Right Where You Are Sitting Now, Hot pants,
Papa's Got a Band new Bag
The Trick Top Hat, The Illuminati Papers

Breakfast of Champions, The Popcorn, Pass the Peas,
The Golden Apple, The Homing Pigeon, Cat's Cradle
World Galaxy, The Sirens of Titan, I'm real,
The Gulf War Did Not Take Place

Think, Astral Meditations, Mind power, L'échange impossible
Quantum Psychology, The Elements, Slaughterhouse-Five
Coincidance,

Email to the Universe, Universal Consciousness,
Journey in Satchidananda, Galápagos,
Reflection on Creation and Space, Cool Memories V
My Life after Death, Simulacres et simulation
Reality Is What You Can Get Away With,
The Conspiracy of Art
Grits and soul
The Universe Next Door...

Kurt Vonnegut (November 29 1922 – 11 april 2007)
Jean Baudrillard (July 29, 1929 – March 6, 2007)
Robert Anton Wilson (January 18, 1932 – January 11, 2007)
James Brown (May 3, 1933 – December 25, 2006)
Alice Coltrane (August 27, 1937 – January 12, 2007)

B is for Beating: around the Bush:

Really great slice of some of the greatest living American writer's and Satirist's. Brilliant example of the kind of material most European telecommunication monopolies eclipse and sweep under the carpet.
Follow the hyperlink for the MP3 of the show!

Thankyou Seven Stories press and New York sound Posse for making this GEM available.

Acrillic Figa



"An Evening of Satire
hosted by Seven Stories Press
October 6, 2005 at 7pm
Concert Hall of the New York Society for Ethical Culture
2 W. 64th Street, at Central Park West
New York, NY

with: Art Buchwald, Barry Crimmins, Paul Krassner, Kurt Vonnegut

With playwright/actor/poet Sarah Jones as master of ceremonies, and an introduction on American satire by Lewis Lapham, author of Gag Rule: On the Suppression of Dissent and Stifling of Democracy.

Wise and incendiary political satire at its best hosted by Seven Stories Press, publisher of Crimmins' Never Shake Hands with a War Criminal, and upcoming: Buchwald's Beating Around the Bush, Krassner's One Hand Jerking: Reports From an Investigative Satirist, and Vonnegut's A Man Without A Country.
http://nysoundposse.com/2005/10/event-beating-around-bush-evening-of.html

Acrillic Figa

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