Ex-post primordial Sampled evolutionary specimens Still figuring A mass without mass Weighing ages to come Matter without mind Electric only in the sense of latent magnetic pulse Innate urgency animated A quake, did it tremble? A tenuous balance revolved Axis before axiom Atomic, molecular plenty Hell, overtly engorged terrestrial heat Scortching core reaching the surface... Continue Reading →

I look back towards the doorway as I sit down. A trapezoid of light, thin, sharp and elongated, extends from the entrance, slicing the darkness that engulfs the lounge area facing the bar. In the middle of the day, the Alchemist Theatre amazingly devoid of light, defies the presumptive illuminating qualities of daytime. Drama lives in... Continue Reading →

At least 8 people stood in a loose single file facing the empty deli display refrigerator underneath Frank's European Sausage grocery counter, barely enough room to keep the doorway clear. The store's shelves, stained polyurethane coated wood bolted to glossy cast iron railing (the kind of railing over which smoked sausages hung) barely hold anything... Continue Reading →

The alley-side wall of the Oriental Theatre has probably had everything sprayed on it except aerosol paint. That all will change later this fall when a handful of hand-picked muralists will get a shot at bombing that famed back way as a part of the Black Cat Alley street fest. BCA kicked-off in July, when... Continue Reading →

The album cover says it all. A dreadful collage speckled with images of Bukowski, Castro, Rasputin (or some other ghastly East European literary intellect), plastered atop visages of the Crypt Keeper, wolf-man, They Live! human impostors, random Charles Bronson-esque explosions, Freddy Kruger with no hat, super official authorities in post-Industrial era hazmat suits, the Gilman and lord... Continue Reading →