music(k) news

Zikes, I've forgotten to talk about my music(k)ings! I originally started this blog for th sole purpose of keeping track of my Nodal Nim & xenharmonics projects long ago. Well, now I tell th latest.


MAN OF MUSICKS EDWIN

I have begun musicking with a gentleman named Eddie. We express enthusiasm for dual sounds that please (slash disturb) th ear & spirit in near future times.


PLASTIC BOXING FOR BILLS

Upon th headstock of my mando, I attach a children's small plastic toy garden hoe with trusty rubber bands; to th flat end of th hoe I attach a small plastic food storage box with trusty duct tape; inside th food storage box I attach a cut piece of necktie for softening sound, again with trusty duct tape; into th box I place six dollars.

Thus I have created a tips box attached to my instrument! Why? For fun, for mobility, & to attract th eye. I busked with said box once last week - made one dollar & promptly lost it (I need to make sure th lid to my tips box stays shut whilst not accepting tips, or th wind robs me of dollars).


OPEN MIC AT HOTTI BISCOTTI

I did play last night:

.. prickle prickle
.. ant lizard dragon man (co-writer: S.Marshall)
.. th slipry toad
.. chupacabra
.. glockenspiels
.. e blu apratus

Certainty of this order of playing I have not.


ERISIAN ODE ASSEMBLAGES

I have done some putting together of a 23-songlet Erisian Ode of sorts & find myself pleased by th results at recent points in spacetime. I suspect I will have it finished & on myspace in near dates. Additional details of such thing follow in necessary moments in patience.

buskings

I should mention th buskings I have done. Late Sunday evening, I returned to Milwaukee av & had a bit of fun entertaining fellow meat bots. Early Monday evening, I found myself somewhere around Cedar & State & did a few tunes there as well. A few different ways of playing & doing did I discover in enjoyment of things.

However, I continue not going in to submarine, which means I continue inflicting poverty upon myself. Upon th conclusion of th month, I will go "Aargh!"

My old friend Jen Abounader has very recently recorded an enhanced version of my old song I am systems, with newly penned lyrics from her brain! At this moment, sitting in th library, I cannot listen, but I imagine I will find it wonderful & certainly flattering. I told her I'd start performing it with her new lyrics & introduce it as a song written by myself & my friend Jen. Yay! People don't do things like this often enough.

Many hearts.

~a

Nim at clarkbarryhalsted

I did a wee bit of busking at a new intersection yesterday. I played:

.. sience
.. lov song 6
.. wil we go out together? > ant lizard dragon man
.. prickle-prickle
.. slip on broken violence now [co-writer: NBorden]
.. th posm [lyricist: JCoolidge]
.. how to ferment th colon
.. e blu apratus
.. Maroon Dots
.. hail Discordia > vejtbls u'v nevr herd of

I stopped playing & started to pack up when two people (Stephanie & Carlos, I later found out) came by & said, "Hey, can you play another song? We left to get you a tip & now you've packed up!" They made my day! I gladly played 'how to ferment th colon,' when they decided they'd like a "nonsense song".

Carlos: Do you have any songs about chemistry?
Nim: No, but I have some songs about astronomy. I had th idea to write a song for each chemical element, but they I realized that would be something like 114 songs.
Stephanie: That's true. But if you stuck to organic chemistry, it wouldn't be quite so many. . . .

Etc.

What a delight!

Until then, though, I had found it dismal, & my total take added up to a mere (but typical) $3.50. Busking for money proves difficult.

FNORD

Jordan: [just a minute ago, while creating "butt-cards" as a parody of "Yu-gi-oh" cards] I know! The Three Buttkateers! . . . How do you spell "kateers"?
Nim: K-A-T-double-E-R-S.

Mojoday Milwaukee Ave Performa

'Twas yester on th street called Milwaukee Ave that yet again I exhibited tunes of Nimnitude for all to bear with. In celebratory fashion, I sang an hymn to many gods & th great Discordian Apostle Dr. Van Van Mojo, whilst all along distributing Pope, Saint & Messiah Cards to innocent-looking bywalkers. Here I show th doings:

.. I improvised a hymn to Ra, Isis, Horus, Demeter, Luna, Helios, Mercury, Baphomet, th Great Goddess, Mummu, Pan, Dr. Van Van Mojo, & of course Eris Kallisti Discordia [may her fiery totems ever elucidate].
.. hail Discordia
.. 2 G's
.. lov song 5
.. 25% mor monstr
.. stelr nursery > baby star
.. wil we go out together?
.. e blu apratus
.. ant lizard dragon man [lyrics by S. Marshalladoo]
.. brown dwarf star
.. lov song 1
.. how to ferment the colon
.. th posm [lyrics by J. Master Coolidge]
.. pungenday [daybyou]

Somewhere in there, I played a rottenbad attempt at th blues. Also rottenbad was my attempt to play th not-so-finished pungenday. All's well, though; I made $4.05.

Most folks enjoyed receiving news of their Popedom/Saintdom/Messiahdom. Who doesn't want to be a Discordian Holyone? No one, that's who!

North av & junction

I busked at two locations today, I do dare mention. Th first was North Ave in Wicker Park/Bucktown, yessiree. I played:

1 .. levl 1
2 .. lov song 5
3 .. 2 G's
4 .. stelr nursery > baby star
5 .. vejtbls u'v nevr herd of
6 .. Deenmark
7 .. I am systms
8 .. ant lizard dragon man [lyrics by Scotthew]
9 .. chupacabra
10 .. main sequence star
11 .. lov song 1
12 .. cal it Home
13 .. th posm [lyrics by J. Coolidge]
14 .. fists of smite
15 .. th slipry toad
16 .. prickle-prickle

Then at th intersection of North, Milwaukee & Damen, I played:

17 .. sience
18 .. hail Discordia
19 .. Lucretia
20 .. lov song 6
21 .. 5 songs of fish
22 .. Pablo
23 .. Maroon Dots

During Set I I made $4.52; during Set II I made $3.00. Neither of those sets individually beat my limit of $5.00 per set; however, th total is $7.52, which does beat five.

My fingers are cold & it's going to be a cold walk home, eh?

I like this, though. As it gets warmer, I will continue to busk & report back to you, friendlies.

Much love,
Androse th Nodal Nim

Milwaukee Ave again to happen did.

Up to our elbows in all sorts simply nine-legged
shucking devils
sweater cryogenic vacuum

FNORD

In beauteous warmth of Ra-given sun-sunniness (how very sun-sunni 'twas in day), I didst (diddlums) playt mine mandolin (recently fnorded) on th Avenue above indicated in title-barns. I will do a telling.

'Twas some songs like these that mine mando didst spil 'pon th asphalts:

.. how to ferment th colon
.. 5 songs of fish
.. lov song 5
.. chupacabra
.. prickle-prickle [a daybyou]
.. vejtbls u'v nevr herd of
.. troglodyt
.. Lucretia
.. fists of smite
.. hulo, wil u be my Sheep?
.. cal it Home
.. lov song 6

I earned $4.88 in american monies & some uncountable dozens of smiles from pretty girls. Thanks to Ra & Eris & Such for th funposity. I daybyoud a song called prickle-prickle in honor of th Discordian day of th week whose name is that. (I intend to write one for th other 4 days, etc.) Th rules, naturally, were going to be that I can only write &or perform th songs on their respective days, but I'm proud to say that quite by accident (& in rapt Discordian fashion) I blatently & with obtuse cluelessness defied th rules I myself set by performing (daybyouing, even!) prickle-prickle on a boomtime.

Not that anyone cares.