Bill Binnings has nearly finished the textured clay statue of his friend Walker Percy.
I remember one man who hitchhiked all the way from California to meet Walker

Bill Binnings has nearly finished the textured clay statue of his friend Walker Percy.
I remember one man who hitchhiked all the way from California to meet Walker

One of the more thoughtful assessments of an album that met with almost universal derision in 1974 both in terms of the presentation (pipping the Stones’ Guy Peellaert cover for “It’s Only Rock ‘n Roll” to the post) and the “raw” sound. Though I concede it’s not one of Bowie’s best, Diamond Dogs retains a powerful allure that his other 70s albums somehow don’t engender. Few, if any, DB aficionados will know that DB was cited in a chum’s academic review.

IMHO the greatest post-war writer in English and no slouch at philosophy either, each uniquely fused together. Without any doubt I’d put him up there with Kafka, Mann and Musil. The best (most elegant and most informed) biography of Percy is by the very excellent Patrick Samway, S. J. Samway also by the way was the most meticulous of editors for Percy’s Signposts in a Strange Land: Essays.

Lana studied Jones’ face, but his eyes were invisible behind the smoke and dark glasses.
“The only thing you ever be givin the orphan is siphlus. Whoa! Do gimme no shit about no mutherfuckin record player. As soon as I crack open this orphan case, I calling a po-lice myself. I sick and tire of working in this cathouse below the minimal wage and getting intimidatia all the time.”
“Hey! Then they is somethin crooker with the orphans. Whoa! I knowed it all along. Well, if ever you plannin to call up a po-lice about me, I plannin to call up a po-lice about you. Phones at po-lice headquarters really be hummin. Ooo-we. Now lemme in peace with my sweepin and moppin. Recor playin pretty advance for color peoples. I probably break your machine” (p. 188).

Zappa ever honest, insightful and articulate makes the interviewer somewhat uncomfortable. One rarely hears Zappa on radio — an appalling neglect but then Zappa doesn’t meet the corporatized taste that still prevails, not to mention that he of course is so-called “political correctness'” bete noir.

With the cessation of operations for the journal Studies in Emergent Order C+T have agreed to host and make available SIEO’s full back catalogue of papers comprising a Who’s Who of Austrians and their sympathizers.
From time to time I have posted some excellent optical illusions — this one is particularly good — and no lysergic acid diethylamide involved :)
