lightning and other things

wiped out the stuff
we did yesterday... foolish me
i left the external hardrive
on and the power went out and
i hadn't saved my work... ah... i'm
such a nerd. i swear i swear
i swear. july will be a stretch
for a release... timmy is on his way
over and we will commence
recording at the completely
un rock and roll hour of 8 30 am.

so much to read... so much to do...

lawerence... i am reading your books
i swear it... kids i am reading my
brit lit. getting ready for the storm.

iran. holy cow. can you believe
that... can you believe the distrust
being riled up in america about
obama not being "tough enough" i guess
people are campaigning early this
time around... what do the people on
the teevee want us to do? storm iran
and overthrow the gov't.? ultimately
that's what they'd want obama to do, probably
it would end in failure and folks with
opposing view points can aim their
arm chair lasers at him and fire.

i think i'm done reading about these things...
it makes me sick... upset and just when
i was feeling better about my country these
opportunistic wannabe-machiavellian charlatans
step up to the digital plate and spew
conjecture, hot air, doubt, and panic.

although we feel entitled... we are not.
patience is important... i suppose.

grimm

senor dylan

the dylan tribute show was a success...
i must confess my sights were set a bit low...
as they may be for many reasons...
the patterson was packed and the audience set...
the venue was concerned that the june star
would be too loud for those folks... pish posh...
i joked that we were the dylan gone electric variation...
the audience laughed... i figured, they'll be cool.
they were...
something clicked for me... the divine guidance... and
i remembered all of the word to positively 4th street.
i didn't think it was possible... i crammed and crammed
back stage... when it came time to sing... the words were there... all
over the microphone... i don't think i took a breath
the entire time i sang.

june star tour coming up... july 30th through aug 2nd... two more
dates to book and i'll be good...

woohoo...

later

grimm

follow me if

you can. ha...
i'm in the
mood for music
slept well and
have eaten oatmeal...
not that instant
stuff, but the
real deal... quaker
oats looking prim
and proper... maybe
even a workout?
lemme see what
needs to be
done today... laundry
recording album... update
websites... practice...
grade a late
final... practice... you
see we have
this bob dylan
tribute show coming
up and i
must learn those
words... yes i must...
oooh... summer clean
up is here.
will post mortem
later

grimm

simply interesting

to see who
reads this blog...
from time to
time i run
into folks who
say they were
checking it out...
funny.

played a show
with wussy on
saturday night. good
times to be
sure. we were
loud but good...
comfortable playing songs
with the new
line up. patrick
was on vacation...
:( but butcher
filled in valiantly.
switching guitars swiftly
was fun too...
felt a good
pace was set.

friday night dylan
tribute... come see
us butcher the
rock poet laureate's
favorite tunes... although
i'd say that
i don't which
tunes he likes
best... but whatever.
here we are.

grimm

the devil went down to hampden

last night there
was a buzz
in the air.
you could not
escape it, it
was as if
it were your
breath. inside you
and so necessary.
palpable the cliche
would say, probably.
the buzz was
about june star.

it was june
star. emanating grandly
from the speakers...
tickling every cochlea
in a fifty
foot radius. shocker.
timmy noodled while
i emoted. sweetness.
the buzz grew
louder until we
were all intoxicated
by its rhythmic
simplicity.

while singing about
love, two things
occurred to me.

1. why call
it a humbucker
when the hum
was not bucked.
in any form.

2. why is
it that dimmer
switches produce a
sixty cycle hum?

grimm

sitting with dad

i'm off from
the schooling today
sitting with father
he has heart
stuff done yesterday
i oversee him
today. good talks
computers click coffee
hot. i'm missing
final exammies with
two classes. i
will, however, be
grading all day.
if i can
just get done...
that'd be great.
working on a
dream indeed springsteen.
holy frijoles tomorrow
night. are you
going? wussy on
saturday. hot stuff.
was listening to
their album "left
for dead" on
my way to
father's house. really
like the mood
and the texture
of the songs.
boy, they've gotten
some good press.
spin magazine to
note. welp. that's
what i have
so far. maybe
more later, maybe.

grimm

short timing

school is all
but finished... i
have had some
of the nicest
students in my
classes this year.
man, i'm going
to miss them.
i think about
my past 14 years
in public school
and i find
that i have
been quite fortunate
with my students
and so-called career.

this year was
easy in terms
of student interest
and academic commitment.

thanks students, you
are the best.

now on to
other things, the
church are coming
to rams head
tavern on june
30th. and i
am giddy... also
gonna see them
at the state
theater on june 28.

huzzah. what's so
great about the
church? I can't
figure out how
steve kilbey writes
his lyrics... where
he goes and
what he taps
into... "mechanical
bird of prey,
sing! for your
emperor." "in the
space between our
houses, some bones
have been discovered."

rad...

grimm

underscored

quick notes to
say i missed
you while on
my bloggity hiatus
i have a
quick minute to
exercise the typing
fingers and let
you know that
we expect you
at the shows.

fun is more
fun with you.
singing to you.
singing for you.
you know. i
bought tickets to
see the church
later this month.
anticipation is creeping
into my bones.
it's been some
time since I
have felt that
way. at all.
about seeing music.

do you feel
that way about
us... we'll see.

grimm

a month beyond

hello friends... i
have come back
from the dead
to tell you
all that i
am not really
anything remotely
kind of close
to being hamlet.

j alfred prufrock
truly needs a
hug. and some
rubbing, apparently. sorry
to be absent
so long. i'm
winding the school
year down and
there is an
awful lot of
grading that needs
to get done.

june star is
rolling right along.
ep is out...
it is fantastic
and super awesome.
you should buy
two dozen copies.

you should come
to our shows
scream for our
new hot songs...
you should go
to a lynyrd skynyrd
concert and yell
"Sugarbird!" you should
tell your friends
about us... fun
shows abound ahead.

thursday night, timmy
and me will
be playing at
holy frijoles @ 10pm
get a quesadilla
and listen to
us tickle yer
ears with acoustic
versions of songs
you normally hear
super loud...

saturday june 13th
we at mum's
with Ohio's Wussy.

it will be
a party for sure...

full ep uploaded
to the myspace...
go listen and
weep for why
you didn't go
to the cd
release show and
buy your own copy.

grimm

the tendencies (blahg #41)

inherently we all
try explain ourselves,
contortions and rationales.
twisting and bent
just to reverse.
this is not
what i meant,
says the women
yapping about michaelangelo.

funny but true.

we're sent into
this hurlyburly with
pathetic gear. our
tongues flap and
sputter between our
teeth and yet
it feels like
we're not heard.
for all of
the screaming and
yelling, one's voice
is a pitch
below a whisper,
when you really
think about it.

sometimes that's how
i feel about
the june star.
recognition and art
are not the
same thing, desire
for compliments fished
are not real
compliments after all.
are they? so.
here we sit.
e.p. ready to
go? must call
tim about that.
andrew grimm solo
effort ready for
deployment. must rehearse.
must must must.

grimm

tales told twicet from some memories long since past (blahg #40)

"get caught up" she says.
there's no catching up with her talking

teeth and tongues clicking and clinking.


seriously, if she ever took
a moment to just breathe she'd
find god and maybe then she'd shut up.

the yap, the trap,
it is open for giving me
the business. like i
had thought before, "Why not
give in, stop calling the fouls and
and the unnecessary roughness and fall
limp. possum dead. she would sniff and
scratch a little and convinced you're not
worth it she could scuttle on."

but it doesn't work that way. nope... she was
named after saint tenacious. terror and treachery
were gifts grafted on to her by her mother.
out of control, a career in firing up careening emotions.

mother means thorough
mother means deliberate
mother means permeate
mother means absolute

she did her job on that daughter.
the other daughter too, she meant to warp them and
water damage takes time. the single drop every few minutes
that pools eventually and seeps deep into the grain.
expand and contract... wet then dry then wet again.
yup. that's the stuff. right there, that's not a
twinkle
in her eyes... but a twinge... a reaction the well conditioned
emotion muscles that weigh down the lips, forms the crease above
the brow, taking the reasonable straight line to glorious new
angles. each lift marks or beeps a new stage of disappointment.

at some point i need to pause, or block out the talking,
to ask,

"has anyone ever done anything right?"

grimm

welcome (blahg #39)

i've been keying
in the wrong
passwords? all this time?
the memories i've kept
tied up in a glad handy cinch
sack, that thing you probably
call your mind, yeah that thing,
it's funny what you find at
the bottom. at the bottom of the
patch of leaves you raked months
ago and there they sit. browns and
dull yellows. and at the bottom,
moist funk. waiting... for the you
to dive into and release the
air and damp. as the early
morning approaches and creeps.
the yes to the no
the right to the "sort of"
warmth is all that i long for
no matter what no matter what
every picture i see from when
is now digital and hasn't lost it's
glow.
not
one
bit

grimm

jpeg (blahg #38)

some slips of pink seem
brushed in, someone's
hand, a moving
humidity, holding delicate swaying
ribbons in layers.

there are no lies nature.
contracts are concrete, petrified.
deception is only for survival
there. the purpose is not
sheer meanness but preservation.

that sky, a polaroid developing...
being waved so the chemicals
mix with oxygen and
a lasting document, is made
like a memory or a dream
you can't shake. no matter what.

defragmentation (blahg #37)

music stuff, artwork
for solo disc
complete. uploading to
digital music site
today for 100
dupes. some say
i aim too
low, i say
i'm being realistic.
will not be
sending discs out
for review. no
sirreeee. but will
get the moutain
halo, palace to
palace, and wolves
on the itunes
and other outlets.

"almost home" is
getting to the
itunes as well.
thank heavens. cd
release show on
may 8th will
feature dave hadley
on pedal steel.
i started rehearsing
last night in
the basement. the
show should be
good.

"june star" just
picked up another
show... april 16th
@ the talking
head with our
nyc friends, the
dig. this should
be a solid
night of fun.

nothing intellectual for
now... just the
basics. see you.

grimm

posting again (blahg #36)

indeed another posting.
my friend in
paris, maybe? taking
in the french.
plodding their streets
making marking moving
until they are
his. a knight
with anne by
his side. i
think that is
how it goes.

grimm

from the black out (blahg #35)

i have under
estimated time. truth
certainly will make
anyone give in.
anyone with a
heart, soul, or
mind. to catch
you up short.
andrew grimm solo
album is completed
and will be
shipped off for
duplication today. yes
today. cd release
show is may
eighth at el
rancho grade, with
timmy bracken and
mark mckay. should
be a fun
evening. june star
update: double album
has had major
gains since my
last email and
we are certainly
on track to
finish...well tracking
in the next
couple of weeks.
the e.p. is
close to done
and will come
out first. to
let people know
we're still around.
school has been
busy... i have
smart teenagers in
my classes... some
who read this
blahg. hello students.

feeling creative and
i must clean
the basement, now.

grimm

hungry times (blahg #34)

after repeated delays
the compact disc
digital download ready
forthcoming rock effort
is reaching the
middle of the
process. tim and
i were in
the thick of
chords, conversation, and
conducting. back on
the recording treadmill.

solo effort nearly
mixed. one remix
of a song.
i think i'm
doing the artwork
this time out.
will be posting
more about the
songs and when
they will debut.
i'm thinking, may
11th at el
rancho. tim has
booked a show
there with our
good friend mark
mckay. it will
be good to
see him. you
know. i do
have a track
listing for the
disc. it is:

losing
turn around
pretty lies
all i see
beautiful shot
all my heart
so low
waiting time

will let you
know more when
i know more.

grimm

up and up (blahg #33)

heads up, the
show on sat.
has been cancelled
someday the new
six piece band
will make its
debut. perhaps
may 15th at
the windup space.
timmy and i
may be playin'
the pie shop
that night for
an acoustic thing.
we'll see. there's
not much else
to say. I'm
not really recording
anything new and
the songs have
dried up for
now. check back
later? maybe i'll
try to write you
something. later ya.

grimm

secrets in the dirt (blahg #32)

i have stolen
many minutes this
morning. the purpose
is the direct
communication to you,
friends and friends.
where haven't we
gone wrong. with
seconds ticking narrowly,
dots of sweat
trickled quickly filling
the lines, the
wrinkles, the canals,
the trials and
grooves, we wait
until "til" it
is time to
move to motivate.

everything is better
under immense pressure.

the songs and
the muses are
tickling my dreams.
burst sudden words
not so fluid
as rounded or
coaxed. maybe someday
soon the fluttering
will slow enough
to hold in
my hands, freely.

grimm

now we are here (blahg #31)

so long time
has been stagnating
without any time
to spare. i'm
now writing as
quickly as possible.
new solo album
to be completed
during this week.
the work was
slow but has
been somewhat rewarding.
new june star
dates... new june
star sounds and
players. we're a
six piece sometimes.
full keyboards from
mike ward, and
guitar mastery from
burke sampson... primary
drums to be
jiggled by patrick
hughes. we sound
immense and excellent.
full throated and
throttled. my wife
will read this
later and find
out more about
me. ha ha.
anyhow. will let
you know when
cd release show
will be. enough
for now. one
must ease back
into the blahgging.

oh... new church
album coming out
too... oooh boy.

grimm