October 11, 2005

poetic license, actually

it's what writers take, mostly all the time.

these tracks

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lead nowhere.


 Posted by Melissa Price at 06:24 PM





Get Behind Me Satan

It's a near-perfect album.

Which these days is a perfect album, in my book.

And even its imperfections, well you know you can dance to them.

'Cause if you think an album is all in the production then have fun dancing alone in your little booth.

And while you're at it, get behind me.

Get behind me anyway.


 Posted by Melissa Price at 11:44 AM





Harvest

Not an apple, but a pomegranate or plum, a cluster of cherries, some grapes, a sticky brown banana at the bottom of the bag.

"Smells like vacation," she said.

Once I sent a letter from a graveyard in New Jersey. The yew acted as courier--not very reliable. I think it wound up in the Hudson.

Note to Self: What wound up in the Hudson? The yew or the letter?

"There are worse places. But in cases like that I guess it's not a question of quality," she said.

There are people who try to be for other people. They are there, at the end of the day, turning on lamps and straightening pillows.

"Aesthetics is just a matter of taste. Or are? Aesthetics are a matter of taste?"

She was 11 and just finding out about things.

Or so they thought.

Truth is, she had already swung from trees, tasted fruits, swum to the bottom of the Hudson to smoke her last cigarette.

Clear spaces are important, she thought, and welcome more important than taste.

She opened the window to the blaring of horns, the air smelling of exhaust, pumpkin, and old wine.

A pillow dropped to the floor. It was red.

 Posted by Melissa Price at 10:54 AM





"Nothing will ever be attempted if all possible objections must first be overcome."

"Things don't go wrong and break your heart so you can become bitter and give up. They happen to break you down and build you up so you can be all that you were intended to be."

-- Samuel Johnson (both)


"We are at the very beginning of time for the human race. It is not unreasonable that we grapple with problems. But there are tens of thousands of years in the future. Our responsibility is to do what we can, learn what we can, improve the solutions, and pass them on."

-- Richard Feynman

 Posted by Melissa Price at 10:04 AM



October 10, 2005

We'll Tell You Who Won

Fair and square.

Just believe us when we tell you that our equipment is infallible.

That's not duct-tape, that's state-of-the-art engineering in action. Someone told me yesterday that it's an advanced polymer, some space-age material, and I believe it is. Sure looks like it, right? They just told me, yesterday.

Well, that piece of paper, where does that go? It's like half off, half on.

OK well, now that's a different machine, that's not ours. I can't vouch for that one. Though I'm guessing a bit of fixative would fix that right up.

Super Glue?

Super Glue or Gorilla Glue. Possibly even Elmer's. Hell, they're all good strong American glues.

... OK.

 Posted by Melissa Price at 11:28 AM





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