Hotel Eden
Let’s check into the Hotel Eden to relax in the eternal now. “Rowing in Eden” by Erik Anderson Reece is from a collection of work inspired by Joseph Cornell’s bird boxes.
Read MoreI make things from words. Poetry, sound, theater, collage.
i make things from words. things that intend towards light. here is that round box from the attic. inside, letters, photographs, unlabeled cassette tapes. some embossed invitations to my imaginative parties, which are select and increasingly irregular. like you, i grow old. i keep my hands busy and my mind occupied. if it would be better to hold something in your hands other than a machine send me a message and i will send you something real.
Let’s check into the Hotel Eden to relax in the eternal now. “Rowing in Eden” by Erik Anderson Reece is from a collection of work inspired by Joseph Cornell’s bird boxes.
Read MoreWalking a lonely shoreline on the longest night of the year
“It is best not to think of words while living ... “
Read MoreSight-reading Adrienne Rich’s 1977 poem.
“The longer I live the more I mistrust theatricality, the false glamour cast by performance... “
Read MoreEvery season something to fear. A tree falls on my house and I worry worry worry.
Read MoreAlain Bosquet's 7 part poem translated from the French by Jean Malaquais. Bosquet was born in Odessa; in this poem he returns to his birthland to find his poetic voice.
Read MoreA poem for the trees as they begin their migration.
Read MoreFor valentine's day, let's listen to a bit of Gregory Orr's lyric sequence Orpheus & Eurydice. Let's listen to Orpheus’ head sing as it floats gently downsteam. She? She was a waterfall.
Read MoreA tarot card inspires a song....which I cut (sliced? slashed?) from my record. Hearts, harts, knights, nights and more...
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Three demi-gods, now living in Brooklyn, on love and failed relationships.
Read MoreIt's been a long time since I've released a cosmic dream radio episode. I explain why, and do penance with a straight-up reading of T.S. Eliot's "Ash Wednesday."
Read MoreI turn Mark Strand's poem THE END into a house/trance tune. But I read it to you nice and normal-like first.
Read Morea song sad about love and art. with fireworks and an inside groove.
Read Morebleakness must exist. better keep your coat, lover.
Read MoreI make an "Audio Intro" all professional like then ruin it by sounding like a young college radio host.
Read Morethe hellhound of hades wants someone to play with. a radio poem with the blues. and three-head harmony!
Read Morea broadcast for the aliens from this stupid small-town planet earth. with lame songs and barbecue sauce.
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