Tomorrow is going to be something new.

The remaining evidence of “calm” being scored.


I decided that in 2007 I will only take pictures of people drinking coffee on my porch. It’s a wonderful place to drink coffee and listen to Khanate in winter time, it’s a wonderful place to take pictures of people drinking coffee.

I usually argue with people late at night while drinking, and often don’t have any recollection of it ever happening by morning. This happened last night, and I woke with a guilty feeling of arguing. I thought, well if I hurt somebodies feeling then they probably left me a nasty voice mail. I checked my voicemail and there were no messages. I know I yelled at someone, but I feel better knowing that it is an unsolved mystery of a late nigh drinking binge, forever locked in memories that don’t exist. Oh by the way, James snorted some dead woman’s ashes and I am still drunk from last night.

Trevor and I working with my brother Kelly framing a house in Magalia, Ca.

Paul and I on Holloween. He is a black metal banana and I am a stoner witch. We drove around in Hollywood listening to Emperor, headbanging and grimacing at chicks in BMWs. It was fun. I stuck my ID and credit card in my underwear, that was a bad idea. I convinced a girl later that night that she was a reincarnated hollywood actress and asked if I could have her number, which she gave me and I later threw into a hollywood trash can. I also tried to pick a fight with 6 guys dressed like Cobra Kai from Karate Kid. They pushed me into the street and told me I was a dipshit. Then I tried to get into a cab with one of the Cobra Kai’s girlfriends. Not wanting to actually go anywhere, just to provoke them to beat me up. They didn’t. It was a wonderful night.

I shot a black metal video of Faith and Morgan doing yardwork. The video will be unveiled in February.

I have been stuck in a coastal storm in Fort Bragg for two days. No power, food, water, warmth. We have a fire going, but anyone who has been to the Nye Ranch will know that the fire doesn’t put off enough heat to warm anything but the living room. Sardines and wine for dinner. I like pretending like I don’t love this. It’s exactly what I want and couldn’t ask for anything more.

I won’t be back in la till around the 10th of jan. Recording vocals on Josh Benedict’s new project after new years. Might even stay longer if I can continue working on this house my Father is building. Happy New Years to everyone!

Christmas was nice. Got a few old prog albums and a new record player. Willhelm Reich book. Tired, been drinking too much, sleeping too little. Last of the photos. Went through my late Grandfather, Gordon Kelly’s photo album.
Grandfather’s Father in Alaska.
Grandfather in the flowers.
Grandfather/Mother
Nimshew Rd., on the way home in 1986.
Home/Snow 1986 or 87?
Myself. Age unknown.
Kelly and I.
Kelly in a relay.
A couple years ago in Fort Bragg.
Aldous Hammer DVD promo art.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Years to those I won’t see or speak to.

My past, done and done again as life is done in watermelon sugar.Mother and I.
Sacramento Valley.Interview “Calm”.
Shea, Aldous fame.Nimshew Childhood.Kelly, Aldous.Grandfather Gordon and the Nazi Egg.Casper and I living like king in Mexico.Brooke.Casper and a pretty girl who was older and wiser than I.Twitch.
Shea and I.1900 Grace Ave.Vicodin.Thanks.DustDrearyland 2000?
Hungary, beaten by gypsies.Skeletonz Soldier IIAldous and Shea.
Aldous Promo

Black november. Too Much Drugs.
Too Much Drugs.Too Much Drugs

This is one of my favorite films of all time. It hasn’t been availible on DVD except in poor quality bootleg form. I just found out that it will be playing at these two theatres in San Francisco in January. Anyone want to take a trip?
SAN FRANCISCO - CASTRO THEATER - EL TOPO 1/19/07 & 1/20/07
SAN FRANCISCO -CASTRO THEATER- HOLY MOUNTAIN 1/21/07 & 1/22/07

Synopsis
A group of powerful representatives from seven planets (Venus, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus and Neptune) gather under the council of an alchemist, played by Jodorowksy himself, along with the alchemist’s assistant and a young man who resembles Christ. They endure physical and mental tests in order to access the round table atop the “Holy Mountain” where they hope to displace the current gods and therefore gain immortality. Before the young man meets the alchemist, he travels through a dusty, presumably South American, town with a quadriplegic amputee, assisting with somewhat outlandish entertainment for lascivious Anglo-Saxon tourists. Here he escapes a vegetable storage basement after a period of forced drunkness and awakening in a roomful of plaster statues of himself as Christ.

A trailer for the film.

Well. It’s horrible. I am only posting this because I feel that since we took it’s life, might as well give it a proper funeral. Even if that means polluting the internet.

Casey was driving and the cat stopped and we swerved and screamed, but it was way too late. It looked me in the eyes. I mourned in front of the liquer store.

Fantastic Planet for one is one the most influential albums of indie rock that exists, and for the most part it is relatively unheard of. I first heard Failure 3 years after they had bitten the magic band bullet to the grave. The members went on to play in bands such as Autolux, Replicants, Queens of the Stone Age, Year of the Rabbit, ON, Perfect Circle and many other colossal feats of music. Most people still don’t know about Failure, and more than that, no one knows about this blog, so if by chance you find this realm and like it here, well the soundtrack is Fantastic Planet, so come and listen with me while no one is paying attention. If I was smart enought to put a link to their music I would, but I am myself a Failure in the ways of basic html, so fuck it.

LISTEN TO:
Dirty Blue Balloons
Saturday Savior
The Nurse Who Loved Me

A girl named Kris in Russia somehow found “The Calm at the Edge of the Sea” trailer online, and was inspired to draw this picture of Travis walking through the grass below The Nye Ranch.

Thanks Kris.