damn. i miss doing the pod­cast. i also miss writ­ing here reg­u­larly. that hasn’t really hap­pened since i left NYC. i don’t doubt for one minute that the energy of the city made me more alive and more ener­getic. go ahead, go back to 2004, 2005 entries. the qual­ity and quan­tity of emblo­gena­tion there is far greater than this (though i won’t lis­ten to any bitch­ing or dis­gust or mock­ery as to the what i wrote about back then). have i achieved min­i­mal­ism? doubt­ful: realised last night that while i love min­i­mal­ism and con­sider myself a min­i­mal­ist, at this point, it’s just a goal.

damn. here’s a great chameleons song, with some great lines and ideas, in a sorta-​​endearingly low-​​budget video and mimed performance.

the chameleons “monkeyland”

I shake my head and shiver
They smile
And then stab my back as they shake my hand
Send out an SOS plea
Come quickly
I’m marooned in mon­key­land.
Is there any­one there
Who under­stands me
Anyone at all

I’m idly star­ing at the sky
Did any­body hear me sigh
A mil­lion stars are a mov­ing sight
To all you out there
Reading this tonight
It’s just a trick of the light

I have to know what is real
And what is illu­sion
Tell me how does it feel
Beyond this con­fu­sion
Is there any­one there

Do I dis­miss this with a sigh
Suppose I must from time to time
And let the answers pass me by
To ques­tions set to bend the mind
Is my cre­ator a God or a man
Does some­one some­where
Care or under­stand
It’s just a trick of the light

I have to know what is real
And what is illu­sion
Tell me how does it feel
Beyond this con­fu­sion
Is there any­one there

Life’s an opti­cal illu­sion
Like other opti­cal illu­sions
Beware
If there’s any­one there