tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39194032024-03-17T23:03:52.451-04:00the dust congressare you honest when nobody's looking?hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.comBlogger2784125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-1960442942816701822019-08-07T21:14:00.002-04:002019-08-07T21:14:45.101-04:00
RIP DAVIDhackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-37470143497396297492019-05-30T09:51:00.005-04:002019-05-30T09:56:19.029-04:00everybody's missing something
New Nice Breeze album - lo & behold - available now on bandcamp!!
listen to and purchase a copy herehackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-46158009700984264602017-06-13T14:16:00.002-04:002017-06-13T14:16:32.857-04:00hardware stores are optimistic places
Stephen Shore, Eddie’s Wagon Wheel, Bridge Street, Struthers, Ohio, October 27, 1977
**A New Poem by Klipschutz**
SNAP ELECTION
Oops! The Waffle
Iron Lady did
her my bad
predecessor
one bad better
and I am
the Egg Man in a union
tradesman’s truck
with an old school
megaphone shouting
Labour Lives
France Drinks To That
Thrown beneath the bus
hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-7164563260307642962017-01-26T13:15:00.003-05:002017-01-26T13:15:26.467-05:00Ive got a net to catch the wind
Nice Breeze elevator operator ep
get/listen to it here.hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-71093562809828184322016-08-06T12:26:00.001-04:002016-08-11T13:21:09.254-04:00without habituation where would we be
hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-29319273184840839912016-07-09T13:22:00.001-04:002016-07-09T13:22:44.606-04:00do you feel like a remnant of something that's past
Rebecca Kennedy, Glowing Eyes
* From a December 11, 1970 letter from Hunter S. Thompson to Rolling Stone editor John Lombardi:
..."But by 'music' I don't mean the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band. If the Grateful Dead came to town, I'd beat my way in with a fucking tire iron, if necessary. I think Workingman's Dead is the heaviest thing since hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com130tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-72618524421534372522015-12-29T13:44:00.000-05:002015-12-29T13:44:16.894-05:00already rolled in the breadbox
Melody Owen, Cutaway: Carphone, 2015
Dust Congress House Poet Emeritus klipschutz
weighs in with a year-end ditty on matters political…
Our Party
You’d need a history degree and a photographic memory
to know which Roman to compare to Donald Trump,
and only other bookworms would care.
We can’t tell the emperors apart.
They built monuments, didn’t they, and hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-4528716044969556402015-11-02T10:35:00.001-05:002015-11-02T10:39:02.823-05:00I've got a net to catch the wind
Stream the new Nice Breeze tape.
Additional info on the show.hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-66750308870628327242015-08-04T00:21:00.002-04:002015-08-04T00:21:35.901-04:00friendship bracelet ice cube tray
hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com130tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-74336808522638714272015-06-09T14:55:00.000-04:002015-06-09T14:55:03.048-04:00it was the first big weekend of the summertime
hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-70261652809711889652015-02-02T13:22:00.001-05:002015-02-02T13:22:17.559-05:00Let's be undecided, let's take our time
Only Rare Things Create
- Jack Micheline
When love creates
When tenderness creates
It is the greatest of all sounds
When man and woman creates a baby is born
When fear creates anger is born
When loneliness creates despair is born
When business creates hype is born
When newspapers create politicians are born
When art galleries create money is hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-48885614921154850882015-01-03T13:51:00.000-05:002015-01-03T13:51:59.085-05:00the only thing I'd change would be the ending
It Can't Be True
-- Michael Brownstein, author of the must-read World on Fire
That we belong to one of the last generations
To See an uncontaminated sky
And walk through enough forest
Stretching for hundreds of square miles
Uncharted and completely surrounded by itself
Holding us because being there
Is a real surprise, vast and everyday
hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-61798150258074855302014-12-16T14:11:00.000-05:002014-12-16T14:11:15.176-05:00One hundred years from this day
Will the people still feel this way
Frederic Edwin Church, Iceberg, 1861
The Coming of Light
-- Mark Strand
Even this late it happens:
the coming of love, the coming of light.
You wake and the candles are lit as if by themselves,
stars gather, dreams pour into your pillows,
sending up warm bouquets of air.
Even this late the bones of the body shine
and hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-60199888257210200962014-12-03T13:59:00.002-05:002014-12-03T13:59:55.097-05:00no kind of love is better than others
Carl Andre, Am Am Not Am Not Willing, 1972
Untitled
-- Grace Paley
Life is as risky
as it is branchy
treetop and twigtip
are only the beginning
then comes the westwind to lean
and the northwind to turn
then the sunshine implores
and up all of us go
we are like any
greengrowing machinery
riding the daylight route
to darkness
Notebook
-- Patti Smith
hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-21013685401377996192014-11-26T10:10:00.000-05:002014-11-26T10:10:13.732-05:00I get a buzz from being cold and wet
The pleasure seems to balance out the pain
William Burroughs, After Dinner Joint, by Stephen Miles
"Political conflicts are merely surfaced manifestations. If conflicts arise you may be sure that certain powers intend to keep this conflict under operation since they hope to profit from the situation. To concern yourself with surface political conflicts is hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-68229092401305302942014-10-07T19:55:00.001-04:002014-10-07T19:55:07.400-04:00all I know is that the waves keep rollin' in
* Also, Nice Breeze will be playing Church Night November 12, 2014, also at Wonderland Ballroomhackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-22043888835204920462014-07-12T13:44:00.000-04:002014-07-12T13:44:09.924-04:00the story begins
I did not know who she was
and the story ends
I did not know who she was
hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-32444096311850448052014-06-18T00:45:00.002-04:002014-06-18T00:45:41.559-04:00I was making it up
but no one was buying
I was the first big weekend
of the summertime
* Nice Breeze song Transparency played during this thoughtful Pilot Waves podcast/interview of Washington City Paper arts editor Christina Cauterucci.hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-26712650150383897202014-04-29T10:46:00.001-04:002014-04-29T10:53:30.923-04:00dream Francisco Goya
dream Vincent Van Gogh
dream Gerhart Richter
don't dream Billy Joel
Nice Breeze May Performances:
Arlington, Virginia (Facebook Invite)
Brooklyn, New York (Facebook Invite)
WDC (Facebook Invite)
hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-26235873439762383832014-04-16T08:00:00.000-04:002014-04-16T08:00:06.264-04:00I wish they didn't put mirrors behind the bar
Lady Pink, The Death of Graffiti, 1982,
The Attorney Arrives At His Office On April 16
-- klipschutz
Of course it would be dark,
the accounting firm next door,
on the ultimate day after the night before.
People hate lawyers and pity the bean counter.
People hate themselves and withhold pity from the poor.
Across my desk not one of you
can look mehackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-84236673855868427782014-03-14T12:56:00.000-04:002014-03-25T18:06:06.130-04:00many times
we've been out drinking
and many times
we've shared our thoughts
* Nice Breeze's "Transparency" is featured in the Washington City Paper.
* WAMU's Bandwith blog includes Nice Breeze in its Brief Introduction to DC's garage rock scene.
hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-14295256536007048282014-02-10T22:00:00.000-05:002014-02-22T11:01:34.341-05:00Let the products sell themselves
fuck advertising, commercial psychology
psychological methods to sell should be destroyed
* A poem by klipschutz
from SECOND TERM BLUES
“Active citizenship may be a drag, and interfere with
your real vocation as a Facebook addict, but what’s
the alternative? Unregulated corporations whose CEOs
bloviate about their libertarian principles even as they
hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-13998104039715207532014-01-17T14:55:00.001-05:002014-01-17T14:55:19.804-05:00and the time will come
when you add up the numbers
Rosamond Purcell, Untitled, 2000
* Two new Nice Breeze recordings: I'm No Joan of Arc & New Barflies can be heard here.
* "Information is not knowledge. Knowledge is not wisdom. Wisdom is not truth. Truth is not beauty. Beauty is not love. Love is not music. Music is THE BEST..." --Frank Zappahackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-22161408581663997692014-01-12T12:27:00.000-05:002014-01-12T12:30:07.088-05:00the sun highlights the lack in each
John Divola, As Far as I Could Get: 10 Seconds, 1996
A poem by Klipschutz:
KEEP UP!
“the sports page makes the news”
A-Rod, A-Rod, A-Rod, say it isn’t isn’t so.
Cross your fingers if you have to, but Say it!
Do it with your game face on, A-Bro!
I wouldn’t know you from A-Dam
or Bam-Bam or C-Span
but I love you for your flaws,
in that fecklessly American hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919403.post-3991375847965608332013-12-31T20:10:00.000-05:002013-12-31T20:10:43.147-05:00remember all the people
who were heroes to ya
and remember all the people
you deceived
Christa Parravani, Kiss, 2003
Seen You Around
-- Hal Sirowitz
Each time I've come to this bar,
she said, I've seen you here.
You look like you come here often.
You must be having trouble finding
a steady girlfriend. I hope you
don't think I'm being critical.
I can't find a partner either.
I go to hackmuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09617172657066207188noreply@blogger.com0