Dylan
August 9, 2009
- Have you ever had one of your books banned?Me neither. But, every year, usually late in September, an organization known as the ALA (I'll guess it means the American Libary Association) observes "Banned Books Week." I was invited to take part this year in San Francisco, at the Main Library on October 1st. I could read from a banned book, or a banned anything: book, short story, ...
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July 14, 2009
- I went to see Bob Dylan last night and left a fan of John Mellencamp. The two, along with Willie Nelson and the Wiyos played to a sold-out crowd at a minor league ball park in Washington, Pennsylvania. It’s a night I’ll long remember because Valerie and I got to bask in the genius of three legends (well, maybe two true legends) and because I got to confront a face of pure evil. First, the ...
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February 19, 2009
- So, I'm getting the idea that one can blog about damn near anything here in the red chamber. Great. Last week, while I was at El Rio, in SF's Mission District, doing another of my parody songs, to the tune of Dylan's "Rainy Day Women (12+35)," a guy asked if he could post a copy of it online. I said, "Sure," and forked it over. This has happened before, and I still haven't ...
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February 8, 2009
- Again, I am this definitive ex-New Yorker living in the tranquility of the Bay Area. Out of my element. Can’t get West Pakistani take-out post 10pm or, for that matter, anytime on left coast. New York - the food, the smells, the crowds, the attitude, the museums, the nightlife, the flavors, the extravagance, the allure, the excitement, the passion, the endless nights, the bars, the spray ...
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January 30, 2009
- Something sacred is at stake in every event…that’s from the Kaballah. I’ve got sour milk in my Pete’s coffee that I surreptitiously took to another internet café. That’s from me. Dirt in my fries – that’s from the Shins. Unimagined dangers and the anticipation of disappointment – that’s from me again. How’s this: clouds in ceiling opened up and the roof is ...
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September 19, 2008
- My sons and I very early on decided that “swearing to God” on important stuff just didn’t make sense. So we decided to “swear on your penis”…. “Are you going to be home by midnight? Swear on your Penis!” “Okay, dad, I swear on my Penis.” Most amusing when said in the company of others not familiar with our mores. (Significance of this explained ...
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