Nov 2, 2010

Laura Archera Huxley



Laura Huxley was a hip, hip lady.  In addition to being a violin prodigy, filmmaker and humanitarian, she was the author of several books that continue to resonate with me.  In 1963, she wrote a series of recipes for life, published as "You Are Not the Target".  The recipes, with their evocative titles like "The Art of Converting Energy" and "Lay the Ghost", combined meditation and psychological reflection and still feel relevant and useful today.  In 1969, Huxley wrote "This Timeless Moment", about her courtship and life with Aldous Huxley.  That book (which you can read most of via Google Books) details one of the most tender romances between an intellectual and a free spirit that i've ever read.  
From Recipe #6:
Go into a room by yourself. Put on your favorite music. Throw off your clothes. And dance.

Oct 19, 2010

electroacousticecstasy
















Oct 16, 2010

what to watch out for


Be careful or Sir Nose D'Voidoffunk will send you to the Zone of Zero Funkativity.

Sep 18, 2010

painting from the third eye







































My first exposure to the artist Paul Laffoley happened in 1999.  I had recently moved to Austin, Texas and the AMOA on Congress was turning out to be one of my favorite places in town.  In the span of a few months, I was lucky enough to catch retrospective exhibits of both Laffoley and an incredible local painter, Julie Speed.
Both blew me away with their visions, but only Laffoley left me wishing I had a few more hours to take in the information his art conveyed.  Canvases that are equal parts art and lesson, in everything from astral projection and time travel to theosophy and Wilhelm Reich.  Laffoley's radio is tuned to Coast to Coast AM and his aim is idea transmission through art.
Read a thoroughly wild interview with Laffoley here and hear him talk about his experience as one of the architects of the World Trade Center here.

Aug 10, 2010

it's like a strange fuzzy



A wonderful scene from Milos Forman's 1971 movie Taking Off.  The early Seventies are my favorite era for film-making, and quite a few gems like this one have still not been released on DVD.  I would love to curate a Criterion Collection Super Seventies Special:  DVD plus soundtrack re-releases on LP.  I'd start with Harold and Maude and McCabe and Mrs. Miller.

Jun 26, 2010

Los Angeles, 1968
















I recently came across these photos of the Sunset Strip in 1968, taken by my Pops.  Wish I could have gotten to see that Arthur Brown Live in Anaheim show!

May 26, 2010

music to start a cult to













Gram Rabbit are a band out of Joshua Tree.  They sometimes play here in LA with my buddy Crooked Cowboy.  Their first two albums are dusty, stoned masterpieces of desert psychedelia with an electronic touch.  They make great road-trip music, and if you have a chance to catch them live, in full bunny-eared, gorilla-masked glory, you will not be disappointed.  Here are my two favorite songs from their second album, Cultivation.


Waiting in the Kountry


Angel Song

May 17, 2010

magic places















I started a Flickr account for my photography.  Is anyone even on Flickr anymore?  Are you?  Come say hi and see more magic places...

May 11, 2010

May 3, 2010

needle, thread, third eye












My favorite selections from the 1974 Levi's denim art contest catalog. Time to practice my trippy embroidery skills...

Apr 28, 2010

collage





























I first heard the song "Collage" in the late Nineties. The Breeders covered it for the lamentable movie version of the Mod Squad. Later, the blog Soul Sides hipped me to a beautiful take on the song by the Three Degrees from 1970. However, it wasn't until last year that I finally heard the original, written by Joe Walsh from the 1969 James Gang release 'Yer Album'. Now it's a real tossup over which reigns supreme as my favorite. Listen to both versions here:

The Three Degrees


The James Gang

Apr 27, 2010

a different kind of haight


















I took this picture in an old Victorian in San Francisco, late Nineties.