A guide to Xenakis. Like I need an excuse to play Xenakis. This is news how? Our drone delusion. Words of peace, acts of war. On crying wolf. Everything you've been told about radicalization is wrong. How class works. How banks get away with it. Boston Bombing: Made in the USA. Imperial gigantism. What's new in square boats? Hey, bud Dave of Zencomix needs, and has earned, your vote. Tyranny of the bubble. The downside of impartial journalism. Silience. The Deity. From the annals of abused participles. Coetzee, for those of you who do. Gaddis, for those of you who do. Philosophical theories as simple graphics. Three Gerald Stern poems below out of most recent copy of American Poetry Review, a magazine I've read for thirty years, haven't entered - as in paid an entrance fee - any of the scam poetry contests lining the pages whose advertising costs put a copy of American Poetry Review in my hands every other month. Ashbery, Cocteau, Motherwell. Hey, those of you who did, thanks for the Kind. Failure: A Post-Conceptual Poem. This is exactly how I hear The Beatles and why I never need listen to them ever again. I'm proselytizing WFMU.org to Dr Z, I'm hectoring, once you've a favorite show listen live if at all possible, listening to archives beats not listening but loses the good-panging loss of freedom of trusting the DJ in the moment, of not having the power to click past a song you don't like. Cat of Eternity. Root for Hull, not fucking Liverpool. Serendipitous to Hamster's song requests, fucking shoot me. ⊥µʁөө µo∩ʁƨ oʈ ɓoʁɓөo∩ƨꞁʎ ƨɐq w∩ƨ!ⅽ ʈoʁ Dɐʎ oʈ Eɓoƨꞁɐ٨!ɐu ᖶ∩ⅽʞ-⊥µ!ƨ E٨ө. Hey, SeatSix and Landru have already bagged on tomorrow's United home game v Houston so I've three tickets to give. Anyone? No?
