Morning walk. Torrential rain. Swelling river. Fallen leaves. Clogged storm drains.
After my walk, I walked around my neighborhood clearing storm drains so that our streets and driveways didn't flood. (Be the change you want to see!)
When I returned home I was drenched. Wet to the bone. But it felt so good and refreshing. A baptism of sorts!
Considering that it is a seminal album in my musical history, it's amazing that I've never owned a copy of Q: Are We Not Men? A: We Are Devo! (1978) until now.
I've always had a copy of the album for some reason, even though I've owned all of their other albums. I had a cassette tape copied from someone else's album. I had a CD burned from a CD checked out from the library. For that one, I even took a picture of myself for the cover, wearing a hat and posed much like the pseudo-Chi Chi Rodriguez on the album's actual cover.
So, as part of "Rocktober," I picked up the album on its re-release date and started spinning it's golf-ball white vinyl as soon as I got home.
I love every track on the album, but my favorite track is definitely "Praying Hands." It's such a subversively fun song, as well as short and catchy.
The Sixth Glass, a Quadrupel by Boulevard Brewing Company.
This is one of my all-time favorite ales and I'm glad to see that it's now available in six packs of bottles. It was originally only available in larger single bottles, then smaller single bottles (11 ounces? if I remember correctly), and now six packs. This more accessible format makes sense in a changing beer market. It allows for familiar presentation and a better price point. I'll take it!
We bought a new rug for inside the front door. Wrigley has officially claimed it as his own. It is now known as the "Wrig Rug."
Ghostly Swim 3 by various artists. Fourteen tracks on two vinyl albums. Marbled neon green and bubblegum pink.
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You can always find at least one good track on a compilation album. On this collection of (mostly) instrumental electronic music, there is not a bad song; four of the tracks are excellent; and there is one track that, for me, is mind blowing.
The four standout tracks are "ggowwksstane" by Bogdan Raczynski, "Potatoe Salad" by Black Noi$e, "A NUN'S VVET DREAM" by Ouri, and "Fractured" by Gábor Lázár.
The track that I can't quite shake because I can hear it playing in my head even once it ends is "Kabeljau" by LNS. Laura Sparrow is a Vancouver, BC producer, DJ, and musician and this is a crazy, upbeat, jamming tune. It ends and I pick the needle up and place it back at the beginning of the song again.
Spectacular stuff!
"Colorblind," India ink and iridescent calligraphy ink on 4" x 6" watercolor postcard. One of the cards I sent out for the 2020 August Poetry Postcard Festival.
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COLORBLIND
An American Sentence
What to do when we can
no longer discern
between stop, yield, proceed?
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All artwork and poems by Troy Kehm-Goins © 2020 Troy's Work Table Publishing.
"Dog Days," India ink and Montana BLACK spray paint on 4" x 6" watercolor postcard. One of the cards I sent out for the 2020 August Poetry Postcard Festival.
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DOG DAYS
During these dog days of summer, in my lap, beneath the light pressure of my palm, a small blind dog lies dreaming. He is deep in the dream. Running. Twitching. Yelping. What does he see in his dream? Can he imagine the form of the squirrel whose scent he follows in the yard? Is his heaven free of obstacles that would otherwise thwart his progress?
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All artwork and poems by Troy Kehm-Goins © 2020 Troy's Work Table Publishing.
Mel's Magic IPA, an India Pale Ale, by Iron Horse Brewery.
12 ounce can served in a pint glass.
6.8% abv.
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The pour: mostly clear, slightly hazy, orange body with an off-white head.
The nose: bold orange, tropical fruit, butterscotch, and biscuit.
The tongue: citrusy bitterness, lightly biscuity maltiness, and the faintest edge of alcohol bit.
The mouthfeel: medium and solid.
This is some wonderful stuff. I was sad to see Cand Hannon no longer on the list of Iron Horse year-round brews, but Mel's Magic IPA is an excellent substitute.
"Molt," India ink on 4" x 6" watercolor postcard. One of the cards I sent out for the 2020 August Poetry Postcard Festival.
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MOLT
There is skin
without sin within
splitting spreading
spitting shedding
let us begin
peeling back with
tooth and fin
scraped and scoured
by bark and tin
seared and soured
once again.
And then.
And then.
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All artwork and poems by Troy Kehm-Goins © 2020 Troy's Work Table Publishing.
