Studio Eight(8) Jam

[Lostwire]

Funky little shack
Me in my cave
Rest in the cards
Rain on my sleeves

[the mingo]

waiting on the rain here
might not chance
the run into town
staying dry right now
sounds like wisdom to me

[judih]

wet walkers
brave the weather
enroute to coffee

[silent woman]

how did I become a pedestrian again
stifle panic of
bicycle withdraw
pedal junkie

sometimes I forget
these feats was made for walking too
I'm still walking
me and fats
to New Orleans
wants to be in that number
If i never felt the sunshine hell i would not curse the rain
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If my feet could fit a railroad track,i guess i'd been a train billy joe ain't no god in mexico

[the mingo]

coffee coffee COFFEE!
i do what i can
put the buffalo in your springfield
& just be a bad mess
jukin' cross the kitchen
toward the coffeemaker
i got ignition
fusion & fission & premonition
a bit of jam in mint condition
contemporary man
prehistoric roots
always wanted a pair of cool boots
but when i finally got them
didn't want 'em no more
set them outside the door
and another thing
i leave a place at the table
for when the fat lady comes to sing
i let the rhymes lead me on
let the light wave its little wand
i'm goin' down by the pond
& when the day dawns
i hope it's not
just another blond

[Lostwire]

Jammin midday
Blue skies above
At the library
Noisy people
Aren't u supposed to b quiet?...
Jam keeps running
But it ain't all about time
In it for the long haul
Who knows
Who cares
Just ride jam wave
So nice
No blockages
Or stock exchanges
The kids are screaming behind me
It's a noisy library day

[silent woman]

always something
noise in the library
to bum you out
cold mountain
if I was living there
in that cave with all the paintings
if I was han shan?
a hermit
but I gets lonely
sometimes I hear
that singer with the big nose
people who need people
we are lucky to be jammers
no passion no compassion

my feets connected to my leg bones to my back bone
the human spine divine suspension bridge
walking is a controlled fall
according to physical anthropology four oh one
College Park Maryland
in 1972

rain today sweet rain gentle steady soaking in the parched texas


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ugm0JZhX3CI

[judih]

one son jumps
one sun burns
wan san sings

[the mingo]

even if we dug up the bones
we couldn't get anything back
or the dog will wake you
up like deserts & horses first
thing in the mornin' lips of
old men - are there any wal-marts
in egypt?? -
catholic psychics arise!
lipstick is so erotic that
i can't look at a tube of it
without becoming
deeply disturbed
the letter "u" is the balls
of the word "tube"
take out the "u" from tube
you have "tbe"
see what i'm sayin' ?
first thought logic is
the lunatic comic sticky wick
i'd put my feet on the ground
but the gravel just unravels
making it hard to concentrate
if you're flying a kite so if
a dog wakes you up in the morning
don't believe how that simple occurrence
turns the whole day into
a twilight zone mail carrier
who leaves a note sayin' that your
mailbox is too short & by how much
i think, did the Christ bitch
about the height of the cross?
then again, he never worked
for the post office

[Hypatia]

the circumcision of the toes
rooster crows
shadows of fear
yin mysteries
a virus is
such a chic thing
life after the fall
the skinny life
stripped down to
a double helix
all the same under the skin
I been told
women who owned me
gertrude stein and sylvia plath
somewhere over the rainbow
everyone is getting laid but me
but jimmy cracked the whip
and I don't care
my meat is beat
and there is always a jam
somewhere on studio eight
listening to the sound of vibrating fingers on keys
Christ, fuck Christ
that is what the little nigger said to me
at North Avenue
never should have turned my back on him
come let us reason together
lunatic logic of
first thoughts
words from the heart cave
my yin mystery
Maryland My Maryland

[the mingo]

I'M PROUD TO BE PART OF THIS NUMBER !

J. Morrison - some while before he died

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DcWOJC-2EqM

[Lostwire]

Marching in
Full fledged jam
Fife, drum, stumble bum
Crutches
Saturday morn
Chet baker on horn
Fair weather
Far yonder
Words pouring
Sun shone-ing
Blue all about
All about blue
Dexter Gordon
Herbie Hancock head hunters
Mahavishnu guitar strains
That horn
A soprano sax
It all went by so fast
It all went by so fast
When yer old ya know that
it's, face it, gone
Like a turkey to the corn
Or the sheep out on the farm
Jammin!!!

[judih]

it goes by
but sometimes lives once more
a sudden revival
a black & white recording
fully suited jazz
while i search for names
max roach? booker little?
still the sound lives
sophisticated bop
so coltrane but not
till i shut my wiki mind
and simply live again

[the mingo]

if you're in a room alone
and have some jazz
you're not alone y'know?
almost midnight ...
the day just lived in
is gone ... things far away
still farther away now -
grass so green hard not
to live just now and
let that be that but
all this going by can't
be denied
or battled
or won ...
sometimes all ya can do
is keep wheeling in a rolling world
yeah wheeling in a rolling world

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j5AUm_xaE9A

[Lostwire]

Jam perspectives
Lightning bugs
in bottles
Like rockets
or even sputniks
Space is the place
invaders full of I can't
get no satisfaction (DEVO version) blues