Category Archives: media

when i sneak my cell into stanford theatre and the lady, who is cool with almost falling off a ladder for minimum wage when she changes the names on the marquee, asks me not to use my cell, marshall mcluhan, noam chomsky and more

Garage Mahal w. Garage Mahal w. donkey poop news

Local band garage Mahal I was likely the only one expecting to see Fareed Haque at the Father’s Day street music festival (“World Music Day”). Nothing against cute local kids rocking out. This is from June, two months ago, but … Continue reading

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Alcheck your head

I like Alchek. He and I applied for the same seat for this board. when I tried to introduce myself to him months later, he said, “Oh, youre the guy who did a rap during his interview” which is not … Continue reading

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Artist studio, Palo Alto

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I think this is that guy I met at Brown Sugar Kitchen who made the documentary about NY street basketball: by Shaniqwa Jarvis

This guy>>> b/w Shabbat shalom with Burning Spear Papa Mali aka Malcolm Welbourne of 7 Walkers and I’m walking distance from Billy’s childhood home as well as that of Lee Welch:

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I’d like to post here an excerpt of Sara J. Jackson of northeastern on Tommy Smith and John Carlos backed with my photos of the monument to them at San Jose State by Rigo whose work I once moved in my late father’s Mitsubishi van, dig?

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I woke up in a big yellow taxi, counting crows and pondering dense housing

I woke up in a SoHo doorway, a police man knew my name. Twenty years in the Tin Pan, Lord there’s got to be another way. That’s a pretty close to direct quote of a famous song by a famous … Continue reading

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Good morning, Soledad O’Brien

I got up early …Brad and I coached a HS soccer team in Palo Alto, in 1993, fall when he and Siley were merely dating. Brad would go home every day at noon to catch her on the local news … Continue reading

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