Sunday. Easter Sunday. Easter stopped meaning anything to me about 23 years ago or so. I remember doing acid across the street from the White House with Jet and Billie on the way to some club in 1984. It was an event to my mother since it was the first time I decided not to participate in the traditional dyeing of the eggs. It was also the first time I spent the night with someone. That was fun yet turned odd when I literally saw a swastika hanging in his closet. I soon left there the next morning. Some right wing trust fund character from Texas. He was going to get married somewhere down the line so he can get the rest of his trust find. Travis was his name I think. Also a member of the Heritage Foundation.

That’s an Easter memory. The other Easter memory is going to a CBGB’s matinée to see Let’s Active (Mitch Easter’s band) and stumbling upon Richard Barone and someone else thisclose to each others lips. Last night Juan came over and we watched the Joe Strummer & the Mescaleros dvd, Let’s Rock Again. Juan remarked what a nice guy Joe Strummer seemed to be and I had to agree. It was good to watch it again and I’ll probably lend it to my brother Frank when I seem him again. The Arcade Fire at Radio City which is now only a few weeks away. After the Joe Strummer dvd we watched an episode of the Sopranos

Bill came home after Juan left, around midnight. I stayed up and listened to Bill talk about the evening’s performance which was a benefit at a hundred dollars a pop. It seemed to have gone well and it was good to see that Bill listened to my advice and shaved his beard. Bill was up early this morning since it was Easter, I think he wanted to get a head start on his church’s Easter egg hunt. I went out and got the bagels and the papers. I figured that Julio wasn’t going to though I did keep an eye out for him when I was on the boulevard.

I also went to the supermarket and bought whatever things I thought I might need. I came home and put the Post and the bagels in a separate bag and hung it on Julio and Stine’s door. By the time I got to my apartment, my cell phone rang. It was Julio who was out and just bought me the papers and the bagels. So now I have double the amount which was actually ok, though I really don’t need 2 New York Posts. One is more than is necessary.

Had a nice breakfast and decided to watch Who Killed the Electric Car. A documentary directed by a friend of Rand’s, Chris Paine. I met Chris a few times and crashed on his floor in San Francisco in the eighties. Though I rented it out of familiarity, I really enjoyed it more than I thought I would have. Just another documentary about how this country, or even this world is run by the military industrial complex and big oil which is under the protection of the complex. I also watched, Why We Fight the other day which is also recommended.

As I was about to take a walk I surfed through the channels and found the very good James Baldwin documentary on American Masters, The Price of the Ticket. I’ve seen it a few times and it is still inspiring and woefully unavailable on dvd. And we’ve been having some snow flurries today.

Saturday shuffle. Too bad.

One More Dub – The Clash
From the sprawling and magnificent Sandinista comes the dub of One More Time. Fitting especially since I’ve been playing Joe Strummer a lot and when Juan comes over tonight we’ll watch the dvd of ‘Let’s Rock Again’ the documentary of Joe Strummer and the Mescaleros. I got this for my nephew a few years ago. Perhaps it was too soon?

Round Midnight – Thelonius Monk
Jazz? Me? I do get jazzy but jazz? Me? I bought this when Bill was stage managing the one man show about Thelonius Monk, called Monk. Not much of a jazz fan here, but I can drop the right names at the right parties.

Fell Down the Stairs – Tilly and the Wall
Courtesy of Juan. Don’t know much about them but they do feature tap dancing, so let’s focus on that. Actually from wikipedia (and you know what that means) Tilly and the Wall is an indie pop group from Omaha, Nebraska. Their name originated from a children’s book called Tillie and the Wall, written by Leo Lionni. See for yourself!

Orange Appled – Cocteau Twins
What rhymes with orange? You got me. Don’t ask Liz Fraser from the Cocteaus because you wouldn’t understand her answer anyhow. Towards the end of the Cocteau Twins, due to drugs etc.

Blue Moon of Kentucky – Rockpile
Rockpile was a band consisting of Nick Lowe and Dave Edmunds mainly. Classic rock and roll with pop. Saw them a lot back in the day with my brother Brian. Depending on whether Nick or Dave had an album to promote they’d be billed as either one’s Rockpile.

Eleanor Rigby(Strings Only) – The Beatles
From the Anthology series. Very interesting to hear but not as interesting as the Pet Sounds backing tracks. Now that’s cool. This is cool too but can’t really touch God Only Knows or Caroline, No.

Night of the Living Baseheads – Public Enemy
One of my all time favorite rap songs. I used to have the 12 inch remix of this was was explosive. This is cool too. From Public Enemy’s second record, which I feel is their best. Many memories attached to this.

Dunwich Beach, Autumn 1960 – Brian Eno
180 degrees from Public Enemy this is from the On Land album in the Ambient series I believe. This is actually from the Eno boxed set of instrumentals. I used to play this quite a bit when I lived in Weehawken so long ago.

Look at this Face (Oh My god they’re Gorgeous) -Handsome Boy Modeling School
The concept album based on a Chris Elliot skit from his TV show, Get A Life by Prince Paul and Dan the Automator’s record, So, How’s Your Girl? Very silly and not played too often.

Over You – The Velvet Underground
Live in San Francisco in 1969 I believe. Definitely the non-threatening Velvets, post John Cale. Would’ve been an interesting show to be at.

Sunday Morning -The Velvet Underground and Nico
Odd. The chances of a shuffle repeating the same band, though it really isn’t. Lazy shuffle staying in the V’s. Good song to play anytime but sounds best on a Sunday Morning.

Cheers!