Friday, November 22, 2024

Any other suggestions?



What should we name the band?
Retards?
Petards, like that old British band?
Or Leetards,
like leotards?
Raise your hands!

– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2024)

Notes
That came seemingly out of nowhere. I was reading poems by Kenward Elmslie which had nothing to do with music or bands, put the book down, and this minipoem arrived. As I found out slightly later, The Petards was not a British band but a German one, whose lyrics were all in English. The song Lazy Moon above is from 1967.



Tuesday, November 12, 2024

So one night we did that


Nico and I were walking around in the neighborhood with our cans, around midnight it must have been, looking for a good empty spot to decorate. All we had along that night was white, black, two shades of red and some weird mix of grey and blue. And this is part of what we did on the wall of an open staircase. What's it supposed to mean? Don't know. That's not the point at all. The point is that this ugly grey piece of concrete wall now looks a lot better. Don't you think?