Tim Buck Tooth and The True History of Bigfoot




Walls made of hundreds rolls of carpets, livery breath odor of the sea, spermwhales, he asked us with twitching eyebrows to write in the Bigfoot log.

Bigfoot sometime try steal carpet. But no sighting today, said the milky carpetier, brandishing a map of bigfoot sightings.

Last sighting at Blue Mosque two thousand six, he said, snapping his fingers for the boy.

Ibrik, brought to the old Dacians inherited, I said, as we commoned our pasts and auctioned them for a tray of butter, black olives, bread, sheep’s cheese, yogurt drink, jam, and tea, tea, tea.

Bigfoot was first Ottoman king you know, said the voice from the bottom of the Arabian Sea.

Tim Buck Tooth gulped wide-eyed as we depreciated in our underwear...

stoplight


is it YOU that wants to move
when it turns green
or the drivers
who expect you to move
don’t pedal
just sit and feel
the impulse to go is it
the switch
is it YOU?
is it electricity is it
are you being
conducted?

try sitting through five revolutions
at a stoplight
and see

I have a nasty habit of eating one particular fruit to the point of paralysis. It takes me weeks to get over it. The last time it was [grapes]. I bought twelve pounds of [grapes] and ate them between Friday and Saturday. I went to three different stores and finished their supply. Friday and Saturday are my working days. I get bored. I start eating. It's become my occupation de facto. The job description just shifted. I could have put it on a resume. Then the fruit thing happened. Now it's about the fruit. A new fruit each week. I'm suicidal, really. No one will take me seriously, but I'm killing myself. The [grapes] were almost the end for me. How many pounds of [grapes] can one man eat before he bursts? What if it were watermelon? Or kiwi fruit?

Kiwi is the armpit of the fruit family. Now, I like armpits. When someone says, I’ve just been to the armpit of California, I wanna go. It’s my favorite part of the human anatomy. If I died from eating twelve pounds of kiwi I’d be happy, cause at least I had myself an armpit. Herein lies the poverty of my affluence. Where's my bible? I've got to read my bible. Ezekiel. No, Exodus. I don't know. I need to start over from the beginning. Start fresh. Renew. Recoil. Probably throw up.

Okay. I can do this. One more day. I can live through one more day. I know the perfect guava stand.

But I need that bible. Eccleisiastes, maybe?

And now in breaking news from futureland....

Moscovich INBOX
One (1) New Message

Jonas Lazburn has DECLINED you as a friend on blahblahblah.com

(South Pole Station [none] Antarctica)


my god
what have i done

Kurt Vonnegut's dead and I can't think of anyone better than Eric Spitznagel to kick off his memorial. Spitznagel, the author of one of the better books on being a pornscreenwriter, FAST FORWARD, I read faster than I read Kevin Keck's OEDIPUS WRECKED. Spitznagel is also the web editor of MONKEYBICYCLE, always a nice read for flash fiction, space and beyond. He's also co-authoring the new Ron Jeremy biography. I hope that didn't entail any one-site research. Then again, FAST-FORWARD was a memoir, or was it fiction. The lines are blurring....

Anyway he's got a fascinating (and I mean fascinating) blog called VONNEGUT'S ASSHOLE.

He didn't just create the site.

It's been around.

Check it.

por favor lees si tu entiendes

ahora estoy viviendo en fukuoka pero fukuoka es un lugar que se puede cambiar
es un lugar con sonrisas falsas con hombres llena del dinero y no del corazon

corazon en mientira no es corazon en el hecho del sol del pensamiento del morte de lo no puedo decirte

a ti, como no entiendes casi ningunas palabras del mio, como puedes entender mi alma pero entiendes bastante bien, como soy, como no soy con las chicas altas del qualiquier nivel de la vida promisa ser una cosa del otra planeta donde

estas ahora, en su casa, solo, escribiendo un cuento nuevo
un historia del un escritor, que no puede escribe en su lengua propria
por que no le gusta inglez
lo que queiere es escapar del su lengua propria
y entrar en una casa negro, sin candellas sin luce sin lenguaje
y ser pobre, es una pobrecito corazon que queire ser peor, por que es un mediocre talento ascondida entre un cuerpo borracho, viviendo en espacia sin banyo

Unit Structure

I asked J Morales (Unit Structure) if I he could ask himself a few questions, then proceed to answer them and send them to me for post on the blog. This is what he said:

How bout you come up with some questions, and I'll send whitty, erudite and curt replies. That way you can have proof you knew and interviewed me when I was more of a nobody.


Q. When did you first discover buddy rich, han bennink and ed
blackwell were your favorite drummers.

A. Buddy Rich was all flash and NO SOUL. Ed Blackwell as soon as I heard hit stick hit drum on "Free Jazz" . Han Bennink ? Slapstick in a viking wrapper (I mean that in a good way). My first favorite drummer was F.Meinheit (E.N.).

Q. Talk about RM.CLR, your old moniker. Did you really clear rooms?

A. More than I care to admit. Roomclearer is a dead language now.

Q. Who are some artists you collaborated with in the northwest. Can you contrast the NW scene with the SW scene, or others you've been involved with?

A. Steven "Shane" Schneider (aka Shane Ronet, Pixiestorm), Matt McCullough (aka Bad Pioneer 2000), Noely David Moscuvichy (aka YOU), Mike Daily (aka O'Grady). Everyone in the NW has such a postive attitude, I wish it rubbed off on me more.

Q. You are moving away from kit to pure electronics. Why?

A. When you have no car it is impossible to get your drums anywhere without begging band members and friends for a ride. My electronics fit in a suitcase and cover the entire audio spectrum 2. I DON'T WANT TO BE IN ANYONES BAND ANYMORE.

Q. When did you first realize that Brotzman is your favorite saxophonist. Contrast and compare him with david cross and neil hamburger.

A. Brotzman is ok. I'm more an Eric Dolphy man. Cross and Hamburger are what would happpen if you split my comedy atom.

Q. What is the role of comedy in music.

A. It has none. ALL music must be morbidly serious and painful.

Q. Tell me about your former but dazzling success as a comedian.

A. DRUGS

Q. How do you see your music evolving in the next 5 years

A. Arson will consume my equipment and I will become an overwieght bus driver.

Q. Films that influenced you

A. Satyricon, Eraserhead, Road Warrior, The Dark Backwards

Q.Top twenty artists, top ten or top anything

A. Top music makers on this day in my mind that I can come up with off the top o' my head and in no particular order:
Ali Farka Toure Pan Sonic Swans Eric Dolphy U.S Maple Funkadelic Einsturzende Neubauten. Chicago Underground DuoNeil Young Merzbow Fela Flaming Lips Bauhaus Master Musicians of Joujouka Fly Pan Am Aphex Twin Throbbing Gristle Laddio Bolocko Arab on Radar Wolf Eyes

Q. Prefer listening to noise morning noon or night?

A. Mid-day

Q. Can you address the time and place aspect of listening to music?

A. Whenever and wherever I can.

Q. Is there ever a bad time to listen to Merzbow?

A. During surgery.

Q. Disagree with this statement: "artists today are not discovered, they reveal themselves."

A. Frozen shit will never flow uphill.

Q. Difference between being an artist today versus 30 years ago, 50 years ago, 100 years ago.

A. Critcal mass has run roughshod over the individuality of "artists". Too many motherfuckers jumping somebody else's train in this here modern new fangles era. "Back in the day..." seems so much cooler since I wasn't there to bitch about it.

Q. Why the name change to Unit Structure?

A. Cecil Taylor album from 66.

Q. What about Cecil Taylor, are you like him, building simple themes into a complex cacophony?

A. Yes and no. No because he is a genius and I am disengenuous.

Q. Favorite 28th century classical composer?

A. Me! Many reincarnations from now, unless I get off the wheel, as it were.

Q. Links to your music.

A. I need to update the music on this BADLY: http://www.myspace.com/unitstructure. Soooon I will have stuff up for CEDARS as well.

Two things.

One, Whitney Woolf's Rolling Papers. This microfiction is precisely the size of a zigzag box, but a lot bigger on the inside. Read it. Order it. Design, execution, electrocution. Yes.

"Keiko" is the one she sent me. But she has more.

Thing number two.



I found this in my mailbox today.

Hi David: just wanted to let you know that Smokebox no. 48 (April/May 2007) is live at www.smokebox.net, including your piece, “Voices from the Fictionary.” Thanks again for submitting and we look forward to seeing more from you in the future.
Marc Covert.