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(rants, mumblings, unwanted secrets, and more regarding Jon Charles Newman, Essen Dreck, and the Silence Is Golden label)



Onward:

Buy my damn CD...

Hear my mp3s...

To the playlist...

To the webcam...

To some (newly updated) links...

Make me feel better, sign my guestbook...

Into more Dreck (this is the arty part of the site)...

To the wishlist (OK, shower me with gifts, it's all right)...


Get in touch...











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Tuesday, November 20, 2001
Here is what America really means to me.


Wednesday, October 10, 2001
Dagmar Chili is the shit - in all conceivable meanings of the term. The best thing I've encountered on the web in some time.

Oh yeah, I guess I'm back, sorta.



Tuesday, July 17, 2001
Iíve been exploring Metal lately - making peace with my inner headbanger. I can report: Blizzard of Ozz is a good record; Judas Priest really do suck.


Wednesday, May 16, 2001
Last night I dreamt of John Cale - that I had some sort of revelation while listening to him. Just to be safe, I brought the Island Years double CD with me to work. I think I'll also have to listen to Paris 1919 at home tonight.


Thursday, May 03, 2001
Keepin it real.


Thursday, April 26, 2001
I saw the Ramones only once, in 1979 at Royce Hall in UCLA. I think it was the first tour with Marky - I never got to see them with Tommy drumming. They were, of course, totally wonderful, probably playing about 30 songs in about an hour; one of those electric experiences of strange beauty that only rock and roll can shove you into. In my dogmatic fifteen-year-old mind, I decided I would never even want to see them again, because it might interfere with my perfect memory (ah, the stupidity of youth!). Naturally I regarded their decline as an absolute desecration and wanted to think that the Ramonesí history ended before they made that disappointing (I was about to say crappy, but I have to admit thereís good songs on it) album with Phil Spector. Now that there will never be any more Ramones shows or records, itís interesting for me to look back and ponder what I might have missed - maybe not very much, but itís unlikely that it would have been the sort of horrible experience that tarnishes cherished memories.


Wednesday, April 18, 2001
Do other web writers and weblog keepers make writing everyday into a disciplinary exercise? Do they have more to say than I do? Probably not, itís just a question of which medium oneís ideas neatly funnel into. I prefer to let things cook and ferment in my brain, rather than spewing regularly.

I do wonder if I would feel more of a need to perform more often, if I had a clearly visible audience. I just feel less inclined to shout in an obvious vacuum (or at least what I perceive easily as such).

I also wonder if I would write more (and participate in chat rooms/bulletin boards more often) if I could type fasterÖ



Tuesday, March 27, 2001
This is good. I type out what for me is a long post, press "post & publish" and ZAP! It's disappeared forever!


Friday, March 23, 2001
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Thursday, March 22, 2001
I'm trying once more to listen to Royal Trux - either I'm missing something very important (always a possiblity), or they're just not very good. Earlier today I listened to my first complete Scriabin sonata (no. 3) - very idiosyncratic and pretty wonderful, and I will explore more.