This week marks the 3-month-anniversary of me, taking a nap.
But there’s a good chance I’ll start this whole shindig up again soon.
Until then, words of wisdom:
If you have $, donate to awesome places: Unicef, Fund for Animals
If you’re broke, use Goodsearch & Goodshop - they’ll donate for you!
If you’re in NYC, check out my music! Sabrina Stone and the Ers
See you soon! - S.
Musical theatre is an entirely new affair with the wildly electric words & riffs of Scottish, Jewish composer Paul Scott Goodman. Featuring family friendly topics like sex, alcoholism, religion, neuroses, night clubs & RockN’Roll, brilliant insanity only begins to describe his skill & inspiration.
“The madness feeds the music feeds the words and then back to the madness .. define madness? .. Hmmm, the roiling repetition of the inner demons clashing with the angels to produce off kilter harmonies, reappearing melody, form, structure and rhyme from inside the insanity which ultimately leads to a raging calm which then passes again into the next approaching storm. Is there any other way to live? [The madness] led me to write “Bright Lights, Big City” and “ROOMS: A Rock Romance”, so I would say the whole mad thing needs more nurturing, loving care & raw red meat, kosher of course. x.” PSG.
For info on all of his shows, check out: http://www.paulscottgoodman.com
WWW.IAMSLOWLYLOSINGMYMIND.COM IS GETTING TOTALLY RE-DESIGNED.
We should be all new by the end of the week. —Yay!
In the meantime, here’s the strangest video I’ve ever seen from the craziest artist I could think of… you guessed it… who else?
Bjork - Wanderlust and the best Bjork impression ever, thanks SNL!
Red Grooms’ massive cartoon-like 3D paintings and lithographs are kinetic and inspiring. His perspective is so unusual that his pieces seem to fall in upon themselves and to explode outwards simultaneously. His depictions of other great artists: Pollack, Dali, Picasso and of bustling metropolises: Chicago, Nashville, New York have been enjoyed by international audiences. He has been described by Lois Riggins-Ezzell as “a social Historian with a hot glue gun.” An oddly apt view of a wildly inventive artist.
South Carolina oddball/sweetheart David Reed makes shiny, polished indie rock. But underneath those catchy melodies & that coifed hair is an artist just as silly & messy as the rest of us. Listen to his music at myspace.com/ThePrivateLifeOfDavidReed, Twitter him & check back for his upcoming music video!
A bit about where David’s affections lay: “Hi, my name is David Reed. I’m 28 years old & I talk to my stuffed animal. In fact, I feel guilty for writing this because I truly believe he is real & I‘m making light of the situation. My redeeming factor is that I’m hoping other people who have these same feelings & do the same things read this & know it’s ok. I have had him now since my first Christmas, which makes him 28 years old. Sometimes I feel as if no one, not even me, understands what makes me sad or down, but somehow Pappy Bear does. He was given to me by my grandfather, Pappy–hence, Pappy Bear. He sleeps with me on road trips as well as my bed at home. I love him dearly and he will never be replaced. I am also obsessed with the number 222, which has nothing to do with Pappy Bear (that I know of).”
It’s Spring. The Birds are Twittering and so are we: www.Twitter.com/LosingMyMind
Come join us! (1 day countdown for NEW stuff!!)
Sorry I’ve been negligent.
I have a new bunny, Eleanor of Aquitaine, The Queen Bunny.
She’s a bit of a handful. That’s what I get for naming her after royalty.
I promise www.iAmSlowlyLosingMyMind.com will be back up & hopping by this weekend (just 5 days!)
In the meantime, if anyone has bunny comic ideas, send ‘em on over!
If you’d like to be alerted about new comics, artist showcases, or music just shoot over a quick message to iamslowlylosingmymind@gmail.com and we’ll take care of you!
What are people DOING to their cars?!?! Taken on Phil Selesnick’s ultimate road trip.
A man with a plan… and a van… Reed KD’s upbeat, laid-back, melodic music is the result of crazy determination and hard work. Hear it here: Myspace.com/ReedKD & www.ReedKD.com.
And check back in May for his upcoming CD release!
Insight into the insanity: “I’ve been living out of my van, showering at the gym, sneaking into college locker rooms to bathe & traveling all over the U.S.A. this last year & probably made about $5k total. I’m spending every cent of that to release a new album. Crazy enough? I’ve dug ditches, sold shoes, made smoothies, taught honors chemistry, algebra & economics at the high school level, have worked for a credit union, made rock walls, etc. I did a 2 month tour packing 6 people into a VW van & drove it over the Rockies, across the high plains of Wyoming, through tornadoes in the midwest, ate deep fried turtle in the South, then went all the way up to NYC only to turn back around & drive all the way back, going through Montana, to Seattle. I then headed South through CA while about 50% of the state was on fire, playing shows the whole way through. I think we did about 45 shows in 60 days. [Go] check out my blog. There are some great photos and stories for anyone who has dreamed of being on the road.” ♥ReedKD
Artists are temperamental, so I’m giving myself the week off.
Instead, here’s an idea that I came up with after these brilliant people already made it happen: i heart guts!
No joke, these are cuddly innards.
What are we teaching our kids?!
Oh, and here’s the best announcement ever made:
I don’t even need to justify how crazy these guys are. The new album, “Merriweather Post Pavillion” is fan-funky-tastic though & here are my top 3 song choices off of it:
1 - Animal Collective - My Girls YouTube (official video)
2 - Animal Collective - Lion in a Coma YouTube (just the music)
3 - Animal Collective - Also Frightened YouTube (just the music)
Jeremy Greenberg, the obsessive, artistic upholsterer, creates sculptures that, in his own words, “consist of elaborate and seductive objects which exaggerate traditional appeal, creating an obnoxious and elegant style.” His “eccentric self image” is part of the inspiration for creatively bizarre pieces, such as, “an abstract chair in the shape of a tongue or a series of symmetrically constructed arches resembling a rib cage with individual seats. It becomes furniture that functions better as an object of desire or entertainment then of conventional décor.”
Timothy Belknap describes it best in his 2005 MFA Thesis Exhibition Review, “Jeremy’s work is 93% perspiration, 6% electricity, 4% evaporation, and 2% upholstery” … which, by my math, adds up to 105% of awesome. Check out more of Jeremy’s work at: www.JeremyJGreenberg.com
Here’s a brilliantly looney rant from Hattie of Telegraphs (click & scroll to view Telegraphs Showcase)
“As well as insisting on stealing 3 of your chips, 3 bites of your sandwich or 3 sips of your beer, I like to make sure each person has 3 goes on a cigarette if it’s being shared. Preferably, each of those 3 goes should involve 3 individual tokes. Thus totalling 9 tokes each, over 3 goes. Problem is, it’s between 2 people… & I really, really, REALLY hate the number 2. 2 & 6 & 36 are awful. 6 is 2 times 3 which is just WRONG. 9 is clearly alright but still a bit dubious as it is 3 times 3, which is timesing 3 2 times, & I have mentioned how I feel about 2. 36 I hate for an altogether different reason. I became infatuated with it for while after doing some bad maths & calculating 3 times 3 times 3 as being 36. It is, of course, 3 times 3 times 3 PLUS 3. OR, 4 times 9. In my OCD insanity I never rethought this sum and so spent a lot of time flirting with 36, courting it, you might even say. Oh, the amount of times I counted things to 36, completely unknowing that really it was a betrayal of all I hold dear to me! Then one day, someone pointed out that 3 times 3 times 3 was, in fact, 27. I felt so mortified, all of this time I had been devoting to something so vile, unable to see it! And poor 27… oh, dear sweet 27, the only number I hold more dear than 3. So, since that shameful date when I realised that I really should have listened to dear old Mr Thomson my mathematics teacher (who wore leather ties, lived with his mother at 45 & had a phobia of spiders & teenage girls) I have endeavored to show my love & commitment to the number 27. I mean, even the 2 digits that exist so knowingly, side by side, total 9, which of course, is the sum of 3 plus 3 plus 3. I know… all the totals of the 2 digits that make up the 9 times table total to 9 which is why I can do my 9 times table (on my hands) but when 27 does it? Well, it just feels so much better than when any other number does it. Ahhh.”
