Okay, so I've got to update this place!
It's been about 8 months since I posted here, mainly because I decided to publish some of my website articles, etc. between covers (and add new items, graphics, etc.). This resulted in a book titled "A Planetary Sojourn" (cover on my website at -- which you may have already visited.
A quick overview of recent events should include Eric Christensen's launch of his excellent Trips Festival documentary and his interview on David Gans' 'Dead to the World' on KPFA-FM.
Also launched in June was U.C.Press's history of our composers/artists' collaborative from the early sixties titled "The San Francisco Tape Music Center: 1960s Counterculture and The Avant-Garde" bundled with a DVD of some of the best sound-light-instrumental pieces of that era. We had an overflow crowd for the launch at the Haight-Ashbury branch of the public library - lots of fun and I think the event was video'd by the Center for Contemporary Music folks (the 'daughter' of our parent group, alive and well at Mills College).
Again, here's an interview with the book's editor and various culprits on Dean Suzuki's Discreet Music (Emergency Circus) KPFA-FM show.
If that wasn't enough, along came Alastair Gordon's amazing 300-page all-color coffee-table book titled "Spaced Out: Crash Pads, Hippie Communes, Infinity Machines And Other Radical Environments Of The Psychedelic Sixties" that devotes a dozen or so pages to our rural open-gate ranches, photos and history that I've archived here.
Whew?
Alastair and friends opened a "Spaced Out" blog on MySpace, and linked it to one that generously outs me as some sort of explorer of alternate realities. Okay, there may be some truth to their views, but really-truly all I did was -- well, what was it -- and still is it -- anyway? Wanna tell the hairy accordion player?'
Speaking of music, my CD publisher Locust Music also has a MySpace blog for me that plays samples of some of my sixties' electronic pieces.
Having buffed my nails to a high gloss on my non-existent lapels, I'll sign off for now but promise to return soon with other recent hair-raising adventures and insightful mullings about just how we can achieve a massive planetary bliss-out for all beings before we go the way of the dinosaurs and let the raccoons take a turn at creating a paradise planet.
As Always, wishing your illusory self-refreshing pristine awareness embodiment/ emanation a festive absorption into the light while still planetside. And if you're already absorbed, wishing you a double-scoop of your favorite flavor. I'm having mine today on an amrita cone! Why scramble for crumbs if you can sit at the table with all the buddhas and bodhisattvas, purring and swishing your tail in delight?
A quick overview of recent events should include Eric Christensen's launch of his excellent Trips Festival documentary and his interview on David Gans' 'Dead to the World' on KPFA-FM.
Also launched in June was U.C.Press's history of our composers/artists' collaborative from the early sixties titled "The San Francisco Tape Music Center: 1960s Counterculture and The Avant-Garde" bundled with a DVD of some of the best sound-light-instrumental pieces of that era. We had an overflow crowd for the launch at the Haight-Ashbury branch of the public library - lots of fun and I think the event was video'd by the Center for Contemporary Music folks (the 'daughter' of our parent group, alive and well at Mills College).
Again, here's an interview with the book's editor and various culprits on Dean Suzuki's Discreet Music (Emergency Circus) KPFA-FM show.
If that wasn't enough, along came Alastair Gordon's amazing 300-page all-color coffee-table book titled "Spaced Out: Crash Pads, Hippie Communes, Infinity Machines And Other Radical Environments Of The Psychedelic Sixties" that devotes a dozen or so pages to our rural open-gate ranches, photos and history that I've archived here.
Whew?
Alastair and friends opened a "Spaced Out" blog on MySpace, and linked it to one that generously outs me as some sort of explorer of alternate realities. Okay, there may be some truth to their views, but really-truly all I did was -- well, what was it -- and still is it -- anyway? Wanna tell the hairy accordion player?'
Speaking of music, my CD publisher Locust Music also has a MySpace blog for me that plays samples of some of my sixties' electronic pieces.
Having buffed my nails to a high gloss on my non-existent lapels, I'll sign off for now but promise to return soon with other recent hair-raising adventures and insightful mullings about just how we can achieve a massive planetary bliss-out for all beings before we go the way of the dinosaurs and let the raccoons take a turn at creating a paradise planet.
As Always, wishing your illusory self-refreshing pristine awareness embodiment/ emanation a festive absorption into the light while still planetside. And if you're already absorbed, wishing you a double-scoop of your favorite flavor. I'm having mine today on an amrita cone! Why scramble for crumbs if you can sit at the table with all the buddhas and bodhisattvas, purring and swishing your tail in delight?
"One of my teachers used to say, once you have turned towardsfrom Stephen Levine, bless him.
the light, it doesn't really matter how far away it seems as
long as you keep your eye on it."
Labels: A Planetary Sojourn, Alastair Gordon, Locust Music, San Francisco Tape Music Center, Spaced Out, Stephen Levine, Trips Festival
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