today is sonic boom's birthday

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Just knockin' boots at Ocean Beach a few years ago with the Sonic. He was in SF to play some shows.
Happy Birthday Pete.
In Mendocino for another day...in the rain!

god's lonely man

Becoming obsessed all over again with Robert De Niro as i listen to De Niro: A Life. And why did i get rid of that giant-sized over-sized Raging Bull movie poster? I should have kept that, it was gorgeous.  This isnt it. Nor is this. Not this one either.
The book is pretty long, 21 hours,  but it keeps me real busy.
My favorite bits in the book reveal how Bob works to find and develop his characters, including notes he writes to himself: "always remember that lonely girl i saw on 15th Street,"  and his various methods of studying and working on characters' voices and accents.
Pale-skinned as a kid, Bob had a nickname around the neighborhood.  And hyper/sickly/nervous/asthmatic Martin Scorsese had a childhood nickname too:  Marty Pills,  because of all the medication he had to take.
Anyway...

teach them about music and the cool and cleansing waters

This just in from the unstoppable Rich Stim.  The first in a series, more to come.  Good job, Teach!

the leaves are falling. the leaves are what?

Sunday Sing-along, everybody.
In other news, i need a new haircut.
Still no tour or shows or anything...2busy feeling disembodied.

big bruiser anderson back at whaleknocker studio

Really excited 4u all2hear the newest musical offering from Bruce Anderson and Rich Stim. Wow it is very good indeed. Deets to follow.
Bruce, ever the fashion plate, showed up for the last session for the project wearing this vintage Who t-shirt and new engineer boots.  (Hey Bruiser, how's your lemon haze?)
Next up at Whaleknocker:  ACC doin' some Tom Petty tunes.  Swing batter!

go USA!!

at the halloween parade

This celebration somehow gets me down.

especially to be here without you

grassy knoll

Took an afternoon walk, carried an umbrella just in case, but, nope.
Started the David Bowie audiobook.  Everybody knows he's had tons of sex with all different kinds of people, but whoa, the incredible Nina Simone too.   Uh oh, gotta go...malware!

yes and no

Hello. Viewed the Meyerhoff collection at the de Young museum where 3things happened:
1) i found a Philip Guston print in the gift shop to give to the Bruiser for his upcoming birthday. (Shhhhh...)
2) discovered a new2me painter, Howard Hodgkin.
3) witnesssed viewers being overcome by the Barnett Newman series titled Station of the Cross. I was glad they were able to connect to something in such a deep way but ol' ACC couldnt shake the feeling that they were being duped. Because if the paintings were not titled as they are, could u really sit in front of them and cry and take notes and sniffle into your kleenex? Somehow i dont think so. I was really taken aback by this and wished that Kevin Teare and Popwars were there to discuss. Luckily i did have my art-knowledgeable pal with me. Without her i wouldnt have picked up on what was happening. Thank u!
Still no tour or shows or anything...2busy poisoning the competition.

shadowlands

Still no tour or shows or anything...2busy being charmed.

the tide is high but i'm movin' on

Hi kids. I hope u were able to listen to at least a little of the Wooly Bully cover from yesterday's post. It's got to be mighty real. So sincere and heartfelt and i love the serious approach, miles away from the novelty-tune category of the original.
I think about doing some Cracker songs but u could never do those songs any better than the original versions.  Lowery's voice and guitar sound go perfectly with his lyrics and chords, everything is very well matched up.  Lou Reed was the King of that, choosing chords that would put the most emotion into the lyrics.  Anyway...

matty told hatty

Hello i like my new hat.

on point

Pencils all sharpened, ready to record brilliant thoughts?  Check.
And speaking of brilliant, Terry Tolkin recently shared some info with me about Spacemen 3
with a promise of future installments.  Not sure if additional info from Terry will be for public knowledge but here's a cute story about Pete that doesnt violate anyone's privacy:  After a show at Bimbo's in San Francisco, Pete spent the night at A&R's place.  In the morning I offered fruit, cereal, almond milk, wheat grass shooters, stuff like that.  Pete looked at the array and said "When i stay at Dean's he makes boiled eggs for me."  "Well fine", i thought, "when u r at Dean's u can have that breakfast." But Pete was right, i should have been more prepared, like with beans and toast and ciggies and a pint and such.  Oh, and the eggs.
Later, maybe even a coupla weeks later, i discovered that Pete had left me a lovely present.   Tucked away in the back of a drawer was an industrial-sized empty Methadone bottle. Thanks mate!

by the time you're 30 gonna look 65

Except 65 seems not so bad these days if u catch my drift. Yeah so what my hair is gray and pretty face has gone2hell did the waitress really have 2 talk 2 me the way she did? I guess she was just trying 2b nice but something about her tone of voice and the way she tipped her head when she spoke, like, "Awww, look, cute, she's old, i better be extra-helpful",  i felt like either bursting into tears or slapping her.
And speaking of aging rock stars,  here's a fabulous tip from J Neo:  Mix baking soda and clear vinegar into a paste, use to clean mold in the shower.  Now THAT'S helpful!

ted

Hi.  Back home from swimming laps, the pool was crowded today.
Still no tour or shows or anything...2busy wondering what the hell.

i brake for pizza

Rode bikes downtown (hi Whimsy!) and shared a squash blossoms and burrata pie.  I love September and October in Cali,  it's all about the light.  Well, that and the pizza.

it's her eyes that fill with water

down on your heels up on your toes

Hey! Just now being able to wear regular shoes im excited let's hear it 4me. It's been a long 16 months but i are back.  Everybody dance now!

trash Part 2

And speaking of trash, still no tour or shows or anything...2busy listening to another high-falutin' autobiography.

stick out your can

Wha? No trash allowed in the trash can?
Anyway, still no tour or shows or anything...2busy entertaining the troops.

home run!

Yay! Let's hear it for another Frankie Jackson mystery!

sally cant dance/that's what gifs r4

Bike, coffee.
Still no tour or shows or anything...2busy questioning reality.

it's that time of the year again

...for The Folsom Street fair.
The ACC band used to play all the freaky 'Frisco fairs and clubs.  There's a hazy memory of, what was it?  One of the other 'acts' on the same bill as ACC?  Something about somebody all trussed up in leather hitting a golf ball off somebody else's bare ass that was sticking up in the air.  Brother Lindsay over at NBT was present at that gig and he handled, shall we say all the 'oddities', like a true champ.
Still no tour or shows or anything...2busy airing things out.

up in lights

Still no tour or shows or anything..2busy kvelling.
Zi ga zink ya'll.

and there's a door up ahead, not a wall

Still no tour or shows or anything...2busy minding the gap.

home/roam

Offering this memoir recommendation, but still no tour or shows or anything...2busy feeling deeply insignificant.

happy birthday mister nancy

Everybody's favorite butterball sexpot.

it tickle me down to my toes

So I'm riding along on my bike, wearing flipflops, and a guy rides up to me and says "Can i ask u a question?" My first impulse would be to say "fuck no" but i was trying to be polite, like maybe he was a tourist or lost or something so i sort of nodded yes.
Him: "May i compliment u on your feet?"
Me: "No, u dont really need to do that."
Him: "It's not about me, it's about u and your feet."
Oh jeesus the shit-heads i have to put up with i thought,  and rode away. THEN, the next day the same fool sees me on my bike, i'm wearing flipflops, he rides up next to me and starts mumbling "Excuse me, Miss. Um, excuse me please." I didnt acknowledge him at all but he kept at it and finally he says to himself, "Huh, i guess she must be hard of hearing."
I love this view of T.J. Nelsen's Marine Services out my window.

under the wheels of a car on canal street

And speaking of getting hooked, Kevin Teare is showing his gorgeous, colorful paintings at the Quogue Library this weekend (scroll down to REEL TO REEL).
In the 70s when Kevin was living on Canal and West Broadway in NYC he led me around to all the cool galleries in Soho. Fun! I think we saw Joseph Beuys in a cage. Did we? Some trippy Lamont Young thing, alot of Dan Flavins, a real hot&happening scene. It was still kind of rough, not fancy at all, like, u had to jump down to get out of the building because there werent always stairs;the entrances were more for truck-loading and unloading.
Still no tour or shows or anything...2busy wondering "is tonite the night i see your fuzzy wuzzy?"

the bluebird of happiness' (feather) is in my own back yard no wait that's a seagull feather

And speaking of seagulls, one wakes me up every morning around 6:30,  like a little red rooster.  It's a nice way to wake up.
And speaking of little red roosters, i was watching this link and a message popped up: "Does Keith Richards Play Banjo?"  What?
Still no tour or shows or anything...2busy hyphenating.

put a bird (nest) on it

How cute and amaze is this? A tiny bird's nest, about the size of a quarter, built onto a bunjee cord. Fluffy little feathers provide a nice soft lining.
I'd like a big piece of cake right about now,  too bad i woke up fat this morning.
Still no tour or shows or anything....2busy looking for a needle.

ride into the sun (no filter)

So, still no tour or shows or anything...2busy feeling hopeful for the youth of today.

i like pencils

Made a visit to the Asian Art Museum yesterday. The museum shop is really excellent and quite a few items, especially two books on Beatriz Milhazes caught my eye.  There was a Buddha snow-globe for $49 which kind of got me down a little bit, but just for a second. Then I turned a corner and voila! found these Andy Warhol pencils for me and teenytiny colored pencils for a certain beautiful dark-haired artist i know. Check your mailbox girl!
The show itself was bunk, annoying actually. Here's what my art-buddy who treats me to museum visits had2say about it.
Still no tour or shows or anything...2busy hypnotizing pancakes, chickens, whatevs.

come & get it

Squash blossoms. It's what's for dinner.
Still no tour or shows or anything...2busy wishing u love.

dont touch me there

Hello.
Visiting a neighbor in the hospy we overheard an elderly patient with a strong NY accent say to a staff member "I'm hungry". The staff member reminded the patient that he had just finished lunch but the patient answered that he was still hungry. "You want MORE food?" "Yes", the patient replied. "I'd like a bagel with cream cheese and a coffee."  Picture the scene, complete with various um, odors and the beepbeeping of electronic machines and equipment and the heavy NY accent on top of all that.
Anyway, still no tour or shows or anything...heading off to the "amusement" park heh.

scarf ace

Finished this scarf the other day.  I love all my hooks and yarn and patterns.  I will never crochet a man's thong.  Or dog clothes.  That's just silly.
Still no tour or shows or anything...2busy pimping my ride. (Hey Kimsy, remember that time u were on your bike and a guy yelled at you "Can i sniff your seat?")

crystal blue

starlight starbright (photo for kimsy)

Hung out with a super-cute dock-neighbor yesterday. Check her out. Her hoop is handmade and has 99 different light settings.
Still no tour or shows or anything...2busy singing the praises of the internets.

cant stay away i just cant stay away

Because it's wonky to instagram if u dont have an iphone.

tickle me koko

mister nancy takes a trip

I dont think she checks NON TOUR so she probably wont be seeing this post heh heh.
But uh oh, if u r reading this Mister, remember the good times!
Back then Mister actually "sang" backup vocals. I liked the way her rough voice sounded with mines but i think i was the only one who did. It's true it wasnt great singing,  it was all about her fantastic attitude while doing so. She's my little rock and roll, honey.

the beginning of a great(ish) adventure

Hello. I'm at instagram now. Here, not so much.
It's been awhile people: nine years, 2672 posts about me, Lou Reed, and Dean Wareham and Lou Reed, and Lou Reed dreams, and other Lou Reed dreams.  Im not ezzackly moving on, more like moving over.
Back in the early days of MY NON TOUR DIARY, stuff like this on the web was all so funny but now, not so much.  Everybody has seen everything. We done used it all up.
So anyway, still no tour or shows or anything...2busy peeling slowly.

happy birthday pinky!!!!

one person's trash is another person's pieta

b4...

and after