Photos August 19, 2014

Might as well post some pictures from phone app.

A Visit to the Bookery

A forest of trees
Sacrificed willingly
For the greater good
A medium of memories
Watch your step
The management is not responsible for personal injury
Refer to the Self-Help section
Second room to the right

The ghosts who congregate here
Holy and profane
Lament the passing of their generation
Guard against fire
For one little spark will bring the whole house down
With enough kindling to keep
It burning for days

I remember my first visit to the Bookery
The improbable tales of countless manuscripts
A sea of words, an ocean of ideas
Stories and poems to wear like clothes
A world on yellowing paper
Easier on the eye
A hundred miles I did drive
To find this treasure of treasures
When I got there I couldn't find a damn thing
But it was fine because I wanted everything

No out of the way bookstore or well organized library
The Bookery was a beast in it's own category
The disheveled nature of the books on the shelves
Made it a puzzle to solve
A maze you forget where center is
Distracted by the scenery on the way

Gallery of Souls

This gallery of shape-shifting souls
Has become a theater of the obvious

Token observations presented as
Extraordinary divine revelation

A parade of window-shopping prophets
Pointing, praying, "oooh, I want THAT one"

Stuck in a mold, how many don't know any better?
Confined to their emotions

It's All they've ever known

But that's all it takes to get your foot in the door
Of this funhouse mirror maze

Listen now to the laughter echoing against the glass
Lon Chaney guffaws at all who got lost

Hopelessly walking in circles
Hungry snakes chasing their tails

Sound Warehouse, circa late 70s

I spent a lot more time than money at this Oklahoma City record store. Chet, Steve and I would drive up there, look at album covers for a couple of hours and leave with nothing more than a free copy of the Oklahoma Gazette. This is where I bought my copy of REM's "Fables of the Reconstruction" when I first got back from the Navy. I don't remember the Van Halen In-Store appearance but I didn't like them anyway so no big deal. Great place.

Avoidance

It's a dangerous game I play
Kicking against the dead weight
A sullen ghost laughing behind backs
Daring heads to turn
Victorious when they don't
A treacherous game that kills me
Keeping the dream alive
Well past it's shelf life suspended
Fanning the sparks of cruelty
Battling the guilt
An ominous game of hide and seek
Hunting for treasures that aren't lost
They're right where they're supposed to be
But you don't know that, do you?
And so the fun begins

RALPHY - New Queen

Oh my...

DIARRHEA PLANET - Skeleton Head

Naming your band Diarrhea Planet must surely be the most in-your-face punk rock statement anyone could ever make. Because it basically says "I don't care if you take me seriously or not." And why SHOULD you take a band called Diarrhea Planet serious anyway? Why SHOULD you take ANY band seriously, if you wanna look at it that way. As punk as it may have been I think the guy behind Diarrhea Planet undersold his project. I think there are a lot of people out there who will stay far away from anything called Diarrhea Planet but who might very well really like this music. It's certainly not what I expected. I quite liked what I heard.

File under: Diarrhea Planet