In the Golden Loop

[audio with slide guitar: In the Golden Loop]

I am a visitor from another planet
That is why
all the obsession in Sci Fi
or why
at 5
I claimed to be from Venus
Implanted in my mother's womb
by superior alien technology

I am DNA, sentient, self-aware, mirror-gazing

I am millions of years old
I am information, stored in DNA, living, flowering
for the moment,
as the Buddha said
It is like a great, lone sea turtle
sticking his head through a single golden loop

But I am here, in the Golden Loop,
and it beats being dead,
and it is better than being non-sentient information
so
we get organized
build a body
get that body to reproduce
and live on in the information.

I look good -- it's good to see my body
My Self is a million years old
and I like these eyes.

Introducing the new Mac tablet: iDrop

Cartoon forthcoming. For now, here's the screenplay:

Walking down the street we see a MAN carrying the iDrop.

MAN: Yes, Bob, you can see that I'm strolling the street with my new... OOOPS

MAN trips over own feet, and drops iDrop. CUT to footage of atom bomb.

Another man, TRENDOID, walks down the street and into a swanky street cafe. He is mobbed by ATTRACTIVE WOMEN.

TRENDOID: Hey, girls, easy there!

TRENDOID pulls out his iDrop and ATTRACTIVE WOMEN, and peering MEN, gawk. Before he can speak, a waiter bumps into TRENDOID and the iDrop falls. We do not see impact.

Silence into CUT to close-up of lone tear falling from sexy face.

CUT to BLACK. Sound of deep rumble, as a falling large object down a bottomless, bumpy pit.

CUT to very black and shiny scene in wet street. TRENDOID is alone, sitting on a stoop. Sound of bottomless pit continues.

Happier Days

Working on a new album already, before Crazy is even printed. I've got a songlist, and the songs, and about half are recorded and in some phase of editing. So here's what I've got now:

Artist: Laramie Crocker
Website: LaramieCrocker.com
Album: Happier Days

1. Leaving the Green Mountains
2. Goodbye Days
3. Friends & Old Lovers
4. Candy (also, Candy - live)
5. The La-La Song
6. On Killy Yorn
8. Pure Imagination

Each of my albums is a concept album, although sometimes I don't know the concept fully until I am done. The songs are stories, all. Here are the lyrics, which are best read while listening to the songs:

Leaving the Green Mountains (words from Robert Louis Stevenson's Farewell to the Farm)

 
 The coach is at the door at last
 The eager children, mounting fast
 And kissing hands, in chorus sing:
 Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!

 To house and garden, field and lawn
 The meadow-gates we swang upon
 To pump and stable, tree and swing
 Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!

 And fare you well for evermore
 O ladder at the hayloft door
 O hayloft where the cobwebs cling
 Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!

 Crack goes the whip, and off we go
 The trees and houses smaller grow
 Last, round the woody turn we swing
 Good-bye, good-bye, to everything!

Candy

   She was just a bored old whore named Candy
 She was just a bored old whore named Candy
 She was just a bored old whore from a border town
 down in disorder
 south of the border
 south of Toledo
 Ohio
 Texaco
 Mexico
 I don't know
 she's just a ho
 named Candy
 She's just a whore named Candy
 She was just a bored old whore named Candy

Friends & Old Lovers

   Why can't we be
 friends and old lovers
 coffee and tea
 with friends and old lovers
 like tee shirts and sneakers
 like coffee and bananas for breakfast
 like bars and subways
 like cars and radios
 and dirt roads
 like doorframes and pictures
 and letters
 as time goes by
 why can't we be
 friends and old lovers
 my old friend

On Killy Yorn

Lyrics are here.

The La-La Song

   I Dont want to see you again
 It's been a long time and I'm almost healthy
 my therapist says I should see you and breakthrough
 she says it's an important life lesson
 but I know its because
 all the pain it'll cause
 will cost me ten more sessions

 La la la la la

 10 million people and you and me
 this town isn't big enough for the both of us
 so I propose a healthy suggestion
 to avoid chance meetings in subway congestion
 you take the green line I'll take the 2-3
 I'll let you have the  A, C and E
 and the N-R and even F
 and when in doubt
 I'll take the local
 so you can take
 the express

 La la la la la

 so please don't call
 please don't drop by
 well maybe an email
 just to say "hi"
 and let me know when's
 the best time
 that I
 that I
 can see you again

 La la la la la

Leaf Season Sunset

Candy colored sunset
over the ever green spruce
and in the distance
a fading grove of maples
dances in the peach light
remembering its glory days

On Stairbuilding

Three staircases to the top

My dad put in a spiral staircase
in this house
on the first floor
I built one upstairs and through the roof and up to the cupola
which I built atop his house


My Spiral Staircase

My staircase is like the bones inside a ship
the mast exposed
holding up the deck

My staircase involves higher math

My staircase is special.
It is like no other.
It is a symbol or extension of my self.
It is expression, space, beauty, engineering, folly, life

My staircase phones Michelangelo
and worries for my father's approval

My staircase is the bones of a ship
Hang on to the mast
and climb up to the crow's nest


On Building Spiral Staircases

Every carpenter
at least just once
in his life
should oughta build himself a spiral staircase

I hope Jesus got to build one
(a spiral staircase)
at least once in his life
before they strung him up

Is that the lesson of Jesus?
You do what you want
but when you get too uppity
they string you up?
So have fun
but watch out
don't be gettin too crazy now

Or, is it that on your way to save the world,
you should take some time
to build yourself a spiral staircase
at least once in your life

Infinity in the Vicinity

My Laptop
has been safely put to sleep
having faithfully sent its ether-packets
into the ethernet
through the ether
20,000 miles up to the satellite
and 20,000 miles back to Earth
and 3.000 to Menlo Park
and back again at the speed of light.

The response tells me what I know
"Thunderstorms in the Vicinity"

Outside my window
fireflies fly and glow
lightning strikes
lighting the darkened house

Inside my window
I sit, watching
and a lone lightning bug
woos the L.E.D. of my sleeping Lappy

Should Koan

Should there by Shoulds?