Reincarnation Instant Breakfast

Snow has a plan, based on memory. It is in a hurry and will not be waylaid.

The temperature drops, it arrives. Before it can harden or turn to brown, it decides it wants to come again. Or perhaps, knowing the cyclical pattern it is a part of and cannot escape, it is simply trying to regulate itself, prolong its life or pattern or, at the very least, attach itself to the thoughts and memories of those observing it so that it can be relived that way. A vicarious existence. Or maybe the snow is just neurotic, fixated on itself; since it cannot reproduce, it struggles to draw attention to itself. But it knows, deep inside its frozen core, that it will dissolve. I know snow. Very, very well. I watch it as I eat my breakfast; a mashed up avocado with sea salt and ground pepper on whole wheat bread I made myself. I made myself.

I wonder if it will come again tomorrow. And if it does, will it retain the memory of falling yesterday?

I watch snow turn to sludge. Oscar sleeps. Frank Ocean “Swim Good” on my speakers. A plate with remnants of mashed green paste flecked with crumbs in the sink. Nothing new. Everything new. And Charles Mingus.

 

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December Update (and Moonlight)

And there it is. Proof positive that something is in the works. In this instance, that  something is the plotting of my first novel. Enough about that for now.

There hasn’t been much going on except work, and I’m happy that the ‘slow season’ is almost upon us, mostly because I get to buckle down and write. The fridge is stocked and the freezer is full. My pens, pencils and highlighters are lined up and ready, and I even managed to clear away some space on my work table. (Ask me how long it will stay that way…)

I celebrated my birthday yesterday with a very good friend and an utterly fantastic film, Moonlight. If you’re a film lover, you owe it to yourself to see this phenomenal, gorgeously written, acted and executed movie. It really is an incredible accomplishment. Hat tip, kudos, compliments and, mostly, THANK YOU to writer/director Barry Jenkins for this moving, sumptuous, important film. (And, of course, Tarell Alvin McCraney upon whose play the film was adapted.) It just pulls you in and doesn’t let go. I can’t wait to see it again. And again. And again. Click here to watch the trailer.

In keeping with the intended format of my novel, I’ve stacked up a number of books to help me become more familiar with the memoir genre. In the last week or so I’ve read:  Jeannette Walls’ The Glass Castle, Carrie Fisher’s The Princess Diarist and Alan Cumming’s Not My Father’s Son. Next up: M Train by Patti Smith, I’ll Never Write My Memoirs by Grace Jones, The Girl by Samantha Geimer, autobiographies by Chrissie Hynde and Morrissey and numerous others. (Speaking of Chrissie Hynde, I saw The Pretenders last week at the ACC and they were simply incredible. A tight, solid, uplifting set that could easily have gone on for another hour without a hitch. I’ve waited a long time to see them live, and I’m so very glad I did.)

 

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Farewell, Pete

Pete Burns of Dead Or Alive (1959 – 2016)

A lifelong favourite of mine passed away yesterday, unexpectedly, after a heart attack. Pete Burns was 57 when he died October 23, 2016. He was the lead singer of 1980s band Dead or Alive, scoring top-1o hits worldwide with such ear candies as “You Spin Me Round (Like A Record),” “Lover Come Back To Me,” “Brand New Lover,” and many more.

I had the chance to interview Pete three times in the mid 1990s, the third of which was conducted in his home, along with Dead Or Alive drummer and Manager Steve Coy. I am reposting the interview here, which originally ran in FAB National magazine, a short-lived Canadian glossy of which I was the Managing Editor.

Dead or Alive and Kicking

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Nosferatu The Vampyre (1979)

Werner Herzog’s 1979 Nosferatu The Vampyre is not merely a remake or a reimagining of F.W. Murnau’s 1922 silent masterpiece Nosferatu: A Symphony Of Horrors. With its impeccable colour palette, cinematography and a remarkable performance by Klaus Kinski, Herzog’s Nosferatu is a hybrid homage and update in which the director sidesteps what has come to be known as genre trademarks and allows the film, performances, scenery and cinematography to instill dread in the viewer. The soundtrack, by Popul Voh (whose piece “Vinskaro” was partially incorporated into Kate Bush’s “Hello Earth” from 1985’s Hounds Of Love album), is stark, atmospheric and wraps itself around the proceedings like a loving but chilly embrace.

 

Blu ray (Shout Factory, Herzog: The Collection, BFI-UK), DVD

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