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A MOUTHFUL OF PENNIES PRESENTS: DENDRITES (VOL. 10)

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Directly from the sewer at the center of this cacophony comes crawling the next number, “Our Seventh Sister (Ceremony of The Empty Space).”

It advances with a weave of rusty mandolin, banjos fingerpicked and teased out from a central processing unit. The bass squirms about the mulch of bucket drums, simulating the moist thump-thump-thump of an excited heartbeat. Architecturally compact guitars hack forward like hatchets through the foliage of factory handclaps and a thicket of battered cymbals. Sometimes they burst with succinct solos: vivid squiggles like the last of acrylic paint squeezed from a rolled up aluminum tube. They then oh-so-briefly bivouac and recoup with a strum and chime before they’re back out to their chop and hew.

With ludicrous bark and bite added to the singer’s dulcet voice, the lyrics pour and plod ahead like a mule with a syncopated beat—whip-driven through citrus peels boiled in sugar and hot ash. He sounds like a tourist demented with delight at the novelty of it all. The whole production is a buzz of gusto before the song swoons down to mud-churning violins for its farewell lines, which the listener hits as if an epitaph on a tombstone.

Followed a trail of black flags littered across the barren white.

As I entered town, searched my pockets for my zippo lighter.

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I’ve got thirty-three leaves and forty grams of fresh tobacco;

Tips of my thumb and middle finger are stained dark yellow ochre.

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Nicotine resin from smoke!

                                      Or,

Smoke from nicotine resin!

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I gave a greeting to the big black nothing with a small nod,

My gut felt like mosquito larvae in an acrid puddle.

I took me a slumber outside The House of Chosen Women,

Where merchants trade slaves for tourmaline beads under the banyan tree.

Took me a slumber beneath the banyan tree,

Yes I,

Took me a slumber beneath the banyan tree.

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Slept to lullaby laments as black llamas keen with famine;

They’re tethered on Main Street—dry throats beg for October raindrops.

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When I awoke!,

When I awoke!,

Awoke to a wet-sand tongue rubbing the stubble on my cheek;

When I opened my eyes there standing was a little black dog.

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Misery ships pulled into port, Ornament Men home from war;

In the furnace they burned textiles in effigy or worship.

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South, rot and lust choked their brains; in the West they slept with slaughter;

East, madness chewed roots; now they lament their seventh sister, gone.

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The Ornament Men ring-danced and lollopped in the House of Knives;

Costumes of Tanager feathers, dead reptiles, which their wives made.

Swinging semaphore genitals pierced with ore, no one saw me,

As they all performed this ceremony of the empty space—

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Spinning, spirals, territory spheres and stairs, jaguars and rain,

Pain comes, goes, behind walls of adobe, powdered quartz, pain laughs.

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The little black dog loped down a narrow path flanked by fruit trees,

I pursued, left this harbor to its fevers, piety games.

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I followed that black dog through those old fruit trees,

Yes I!,

I followed that black dog through those old fruit trees.

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Some men search for the Holy Grail, or,

Others, the Holy Ghost,

But most men are only lookin’ for

Some butter on their toast

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I never learned the odds,

I never learned to gamble,

Still I followed my God

And that little black dog down—

Down that long, long black trail.

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Something’s Gone Awry – Alela Diane [photo by Jaclyn Campanaro]

Peace Frog/Newborn Awakening – The Doors [photographed in New York City by LIFE‘s Yale Joel in 1968]

Re-Make/Re-Model – Roxy Music [cover model Kari-Ann Muller photographed by Karl Stoecker ,1972]

Hybrid Moments – The Misfits

T.V. Eye – The Stooges

Watching T.V. (Daytrotter version 8/31/2010) – The Beets

Religion I/Public Image – Public Image Ltd.

Ducking And Dodging – Parquet Courts

Ice Age – How To Destroy Angels

The Four Of Us Are Dying – Nine Inch Nails

Mr Raffles/It Wasn’t Me – Steve Harley & Cockney Rebel

Ladytron – The Venus In Furs

El Show De Los Meurtos – Juan Wauters

She’s Got You – Rhiannon Giddens

Finally Back – Souls Of Mischief & Adrian Younge [Animated by Unjust” and “Paintings by Mildred Friedman,]

The Last Act – Adrian Younge

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Blue Flowers – Dr. Octagon (aka Kool Keith)

See No Evil – Television

Evil – Stevie Wonder

Can You Hear Me? – Elvis Costello & The Roots

We Have Been Metamorphosized– Jim Morrison (read by Johnny Depp)

(problem) – Eat the document Soundtrack

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A MOUTHFUL OF PENNIES PRESENTS: DENDRITES (VOL. 10)

  • Something’s Gone Awry – Alela Diane 
  • Peace Frog/Newborn Awakening – The Doors 
  • Re-Make/Re-Model – Roxy Music   
  • Hybrid Moments – The Misfits
  • T.V. Eye – The Stooges
  • Watching T.V. (Daytrotter version  8/31/2010) – The Beets
  • Religion I/Public Image – Public Image Ltd.
  • Ducking And Dodging – Parquet Courts
  • Ice Age – How To Destroy Angels
  • The Four Of Us Are Dying – Nine Inch Nails
  • Mr Raffles/It Wasn’t Me – Steve Harley & Cockney Rebel
  • Ladytron – The Venus In Furs (Thom Yorke, Jonny Greenwood, David Gray, Bernard Butler, Andy Mackay) (Roxy Music Cover)
  • El Show De Los Meurtos – Juan Wauters
  • She’s Got You – Rhiannon Giddens
  • Finally Back – Souls Of Mischief & Adrian Younge  
  • The Last Act  – Adrian Younge
  • Blue Flowers – Dr. Octagon (aka Kool Keith)
  • See No Evil – Television
  • Evil – Stevie Wonder
  • Can You Hear Me? – Elvis Costello & The Roots
  • We Have Been Metamorphosized– Jim Morrison (read by Johnny Depp)
  • (problem)  – Eat the document Soundtrack

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A MOUTHFUL OF PENNIES PRESENTS: DENDRITES (VOL. 3)

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On to the next moment.

      Was that our allotted life, an incessant testing of the tensile limits of these near imperceptible vacuums that in part comprise our cognizance? This followed by a fleeting recess in order that we may measure our instruments. To quote Peggy Lee quoting Jerry Leiber quoting Thomas Mann: “Is that all there is?” Is that all there is:——spill-and-coil-and-witness-and-move—spill-and-coil-and-witness-and-move—spill-and-coil-and-witness-and-move—spill-and-coil-and-witness-and-move—spill-and-coil-and-witness-and-move—spill-and-coil-and-witness-and-move—spill-and-coil-and-witness-and-move—spill-and-coil-and-witness-and-move—spill-and-coil-and-witness-and-move—spill-and-coil-and-witness-and-move——

No! There’s more. How often do we forget that what we discover with these instruments is a truth only relative to the instrument implemented? Yet, we habitually live here in the echo of a crowded hollow; we inhabit a theater we for our part create.

It was no wonder we often feel that life might only be maneuvered through by becoming one’s own audience. It was no wonder we sometimes notice that we’ve slid into a center seat in a middle aisle. We watch the film: spliced, taped, and scored towards a recognizable narrative structure and genre by young, conglomerate chimeras we call the self. This conceptual substitution—this thing that seemed to be formed from a slack mass of compacted fragments, while each particle of these fragments themselves are likewise only but a pile of disparate measures, which cling like wet garments and remain so by a mutual pursuit of functionality—this bundle.

Say the word: self. Say it again: self. Say the little syllable: self. Say it again: self. Feel how it plays alone at the utmost edge of your mouth—of you.

      Self. A concise whistle along the middle curl of a mass of lashed muscles suspended in the mouth; then with a succinct roll of the vocal cords comes that tap of the tongue where the enamel scoop of the maxillary central incisors (11 and 21) taper to sit in the alveolar ridge; subsequently, under another continuous stream of breath, the vocal folds cease to vibrate as the bottom lip softly presses at the caps of the top front teeth: self. Is that us; is this entity best encapsulated and best described by the catchall, audible, mechanical wave of pressure and displacement that results from this sequence of events? Was there an entity somewhere in that closed order? Culture the whole world over seemed a ceremony to honor that closed order.

Say the word: self. Say it again: self. Listen. Say the silly little syllable: self. Say it again: self. Listen to the sound: self.

Then there was the chomp on nothing that produces the little letter I.

      Self and I, a myriad of supple mirrors and chromatic lenses perpetually rearranged through the fluid to intimate the infinite image guessed at as required by a particular moment. Believed by whom? Who is it that plays interior decorator with these reflective planes and colored, gelatin filters? Where is it? What should we call it?

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Licorice (The Beginning)/Fällig – Madlib

Buy Her Candy – Sleater-Kinney

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Crystal Ball – [******]

If You Got Funk, You Got Style (Voodoo sessions outtake riff) – D’Angelo

Dirty Boys – David Bowie

Pusher Love Girl – Justin Timberlake

Continental Shelf – Viet Cong

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Leppo and The Jooves – The Soft Boys

Marquee Moon – Television

Clue One – Trent Reznor & Atticus Ross

Trimm Trabb/No Distance Left To Run/Optigan 1 – Blur

Lady, Your Roof Brings Me Down – Scott Weiland

See My Lord/Hades’ Lady/From The Day That You Were Born – Pop Levi

Metallic Cloud – Damien Jurado

(police cars and dogs) – Eat The Document soundtrack

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A MOUTHFUL OF PENNIES PRESENTS: DENDRITES (VOL. 3)
  • Licorice (The Beginning)/Fällig – Madlib
  • Buy Her Candy – Sleater-Kinney
  • Crystal Ball –  [Prince logo.svg]
  • If You Got Funk, You Got Style (Voodoo sessions outtake riff) – D’Angelo
  • Dirty Boys – David Bowie
  • Pusher Love Girl – Justin Timberlake
  • Continental Shelf – Viet Cong
  • Leppo and The Jooves – The Soft Boys
  • Marquee Moon – Television
  • Clue One – Trent Reznor & Atticus Ross
  • Trimm Trabb/No Distance Left To Run/Optigan 1 – Blur
  • Lady, Your Roof Brings Me Down – Scott Weiland
  • See My Lord/Hades’ Lady/From The Day That You Were Born – Pop Levi
  • Metallic Cloud – Damien Jurado
  • (police cars and dogs)  – Eat The Document soundtrack

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——————————————-BOBBY CALERO—————————–