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Sunday, July 11, 2021

M. LeClerc - I

 

"We are slaves of fiction because we know it is the one thing capable of incinerating our tombstone." 



© Negative by M. LeClerc, 2021. No rights under copyright reserved; thieving not encouraged, not prohibited.


Gifts To Rock 'n' Roll - Series II

 

 

 

Patty Smith's The Warrior -- For "shootin' at the walls of heartache" one could substitute "kickin' down the walls of heartache."

 

 

Joni Mitchell's Big Yellow Taxi --  For "They paved paradise and put up a parkin' lot" one could substitute "They paved paradise and rolled out a parkin' lot" since though there certainly are multi-story parking lots, the average person's first thought on hearing the term "parking lot" is of a classic surface-level stretch of asphalt, to the construction of which the term "put up" does not apply, in one man's quiet opinion.

 

 The Dan's Deacon Blues --  For "I cried when I wrote this song, / Sue me if I play too long," one could substitute "I cried when I wrote this song, / Sue me if I play it wrong" though it is of course the heighth of presumptuousness to suggest an alteration of a Dan lyric, Walter and Donald's tunes among the most magnificently written in rock history but I've been thinking and singing "play it wrong" for decades, thinking that was the way it was originally sung and recorded, hence this inexcusable note.







Monday, May 17, 2021

Verses as a Vase of Barbed Wire

 With respectful apologies to a stubborn and indispensable master:

 

None too savory; not required reading at this time.


Trunk Ms. Escapes

 The most pretentious hotdog ever put on a bun. A perfect example of how not to write a novel. Should have been awarded an Oscar Meyer Prize. But he was young and under the influence of an overwhelming non-straightforward maximum-complexity master, so he can be given a pass.


 

 

 



Friday, March 8, 2019

Machismo

A distinct charm of the Jack Reacher novels is that one doesn't have to think while reading them. 😉

Though like many fairytales and superhero comics they are fun on a once-in-a-while basis, how to deny it?

Sargent / Courtesy: MFA, Boston.

Sunday, September 23, 2018

The Best Minds?

I saw the best minds of my generation . . . .

The "best"? Seriously? So who are we talking about here? Can it be the case we are talking about a surly crowd of shiftless low-life psychos, drunks, random drug addicts, grifters, graphomaniacs, sex addicts, and burglars, like Herbert Huncke, Gregory Corso, Peter Orlovsky, Neal Cassady, Kerouac, Burroughs, and any number of nameless human rats living in or near Times Square? Perhaps it can. Though Ginsberg's accomplishments and travels cannot be sneezed at. The man kept his shoulder to the wheel. And who hasn't exaggerated at one time or another?