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ARCHIVES ARE OFTEN THUMBNAILS: polaroids

from a vantage.

& from an equal height…

odds, ends, 2007.

flickr-y dickory dock

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urban constellations, #s 2 & 3.

[#1 is here]

sunday w/my eyes to the cloud-covered skies.

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Sunbursts in the city. Ice fog on the coast. I love them both.

the sound of summer.

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I stumbled on these two while on my way home from Sunday wanderings. I turned a corner & there it was.. the sound of summer. Ferocious & run through a car-battery amplifier on a sunny street downtown. I danced in place while being sunburnt on one side of my face for a long time. These two were so perfectly loud, w/a drumbeat that overran your heartbeat.

In between songs, Francisco & I smoked & spoke about music, the city & all its lovely kids w/out any money. He said they’d forgone a day of jamming in Dolores Park to come downtown w/the deep-pocket shoppers. It seemed to be working. Many people came & went, danced & went, paid & went. At one point, a guy went apeshit dancing all over the sidewalk & then threw his crackpipe into the busking box! What a gesture.

This nice girl Lynzi & I stayed for the whole set.. by which time the sun had disappeared.

Unless you go as deep as possible, I do not see the point of anything. Selah.