Monday, May 16, 2011

remaining glow

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Check out the fallen Cthulhu tree at a dead end in the neighborhood.

Chemrocket, Gr(u)Ve Assas(Sin)
Guitar Wolf, UFO Romantics
H. P. Lovecraft, "The Call of Cthulhu"

The Help, Keep the Beat
Desmond Dekkar, Black and Dekkar
Marcia Griffiths, Dreamland


The address of Inspector John Legrasse, one of the subjects interviewed in "The Call of Cthulhu" about sightings of He Who Waits, is 121 Bienville St. New Orleans, LA, right down there:


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right at those river levees so prominent in the news this weekend and curiously near the aquarium. Make you wonder what really lurks at the bottom of that giant sting ray tank. Or the bottom of anything.

The weekend was jubilant (the pool opened!) tainted with guilty dread (the Morganza spillway opened!) in that a whole region is being flooded and likely irrevocably altered. The river bars in Henderson get a lot of play in my book; some of the people I spoke to are likely packing all they can onto borrowed trucks so that the levees in my city and others downriver can be protected. I know life is ebb and flow and cause and effect and pressure and resistance and pushing against and giving way but man, metaphors seem pretty weak when the reality possesses such a grand and devastating scale. Here's hoping drunk women can soon again dance on the bar on Sunday afternoons at Angelle's Whiskey River Landing while airboats rest on trailers in the parking lot as party barges full of sunburned weekenders dock up to continue their denial that the work week is coming.

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The porch at Angelle's circa fall 2008, when this story was written. My friend Terry, the anniversary of whose passing was feted in proper style over the weekend, came along on this one. It was right before he started to get sick, maybe one of the last adventures we went on. Terry took some better photos than I did, but who knows where they are now.

So yeah, the weekend was light with heaviness, warm shadows cast from the departed's remaining glow (I missed my friend Jeanne's wake) or maybe the world just wet all around and we just have to give way to the waters when they come. See? Weak.


Marcia Griffiths, "Tell Me Now"

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