Buddy Wakefield's Blog, page 70

Pebble mountain

March 8, 2018

Son: How are rocks formed?

Mother: Some people just get tired of being wrong, so they stop learning.

armed

March 7, 2018

Tulsa, I just this morning finished what feels like the most accomplished mathematical piece I’ve written, and I can’t wait to be back on the road making my way over to you so we can put our cards on the table and get on with it.

Ann Arbor Day

March 6, 2018

Michigan, I’m at a residency in Georgia listening to Ervin Laszlo, Portugal. The Man, Jim James (A. E. I. O. U.) and writing work I can hardly wait to share with you.

Lengths of train

March 5, 2018

I have missed writing in the rain.

Thank you, Georgia and AIR Serenbe.

New book A Choir of Honest Killers, or

Sick White Beast [Seeks], or

Goddamn in progress.

Graphic

March 3, 2018

My nickname for God is The Math.

The Ark

March 2, 2018

Only place I ever walked off a stage. Because I didn’t wanna dance, monkey. Arkansas. Only place I ever physically bowed a man down for his liberal use of the word faggot. Arkansas. Smallest show I ever gave (4 people, 2002). Arkansas. Where I became so overwhelmed with exhaustion on a Revival tour that I just stopped and cried on stage, for far too long. Minutes. Where I met a man named Houston and became friends with The Listener. Where I got the biggest check I ever saw for poetry. Arkansas. I’m coming over and you sweet beasts are all welcome here.

Seventy-Five 45’s

February 21, 2018

Into the Oakland show walks Clayton Quintero from bananastandrecords.com with 75 vinyl records of We Were Emergencies/My Town. He tells me he’s made them for me to sell and donate all the proceeds…

Februorward March

your name in Neon

February 6, 2018

Trying to hide the absence of your love is a mathematical impossibility.

Neon

February 6, 2018

Trying to hide the absence of your love is a mathematical impossibility.