Awaiting Fungus

Haven't posted in a while,
been real busy working hard for insufficient wages, finally getting around to the college admissions board...still writing, still insomniatic
(this is probably a neologism, but I’m pretty sure the Literati’s last wiretap failed to isolate the line, so I should be safe for the time being.)

Haven't been to a reading, since my last feature in the extravagantly candle lit athenaeum of Florida, NY.

It's disheartening to admit at least via blog or by admission in an inner monologue that I've become quite the light dodging---ducking behind Venetian blinds brown-robed hermit.

Although my job requires a smiley clean shaven jaw-line/face vicinity
it oddly enough has no problem with my mad sandstorm of brown head hair which is... last time I checked somewhere around my elbows. Silly Corporations.

I can only surmise that by now (minus the tucked-shirts and directorial coffin-dodgers strict facial hair codes) I'd don a writhing serpent of a beard I’d have much trouble not tripping on.
The kind of beard that retains heat and has a consistent internal temperature of 95 degrees;
the kind of psychotic tress of scattered follicles homeless men and birds aspire to call home and yearn to indefinitely inhabit.

Sufficed to say I have a preened plastic head and my fuel reserve for performing verse and testing new material is slowly but rest assured steadily building in the fiery fuselage of my central grey matter.

On to a few words about the new Omar Rodriguez Lopez LP I anxiously await.

Mr. Rodriguez Lopez (Guitarist and mastermind behind the insanely original, always inventive and experimental prog rock band The Mars Volta) will be putting out his 6th solo album on September 9th.

It clocks in at 43 minutes and supposedly features a good bit of material that almost made it into "Deloused in the Comatorium."

For those of you unfamiliar with Deloused, The Volta etc.
Listen very carefully,
Go out right this very moment and buy their entire discography, for they are (and I would not lie to you) quite possibly one of the best bands in this or any era.

You could get their four primary LP's ( Deloused in the Comatorium, Frances the Mute, Amputechture, and The Bedlam in Goliath) for a measly 30 bucks at most electronic stores, Or if you're dead-bolted and pad-locked behind brick and rotting wood like I, you could get them off of Amazon for around 60 bucks (including S&H.)

Regardless of the source, merchant, or method you have got to check them out!
Your musical self respect depends upon it.

Moving right along,

Omar's new album is entitled Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fungus and features nine tracks with trippy obsidian titles like "Hands Tied to the Roots of a Hemorrhage", "Of Ankles to Stone" and "Seeth of Cloudless Hymstone."



So if you're a fan i'm sure i'll see you stumbling through the endless rows of galleria parking like Romero's living dead with cash, credit, and debit cards in hand... and if you're not fan stop wasting time already and check them and him out, they rock!

Until the next cookies, juice, and sunken thighs conventicle in an owl's blistering eyes i bid thee merry cordials and a spicy farewell!