490> sustaining unnamable nada from buck rabbit to Swans wile searching fo home @ rever pitch

leaving Lundone (Paddington)

«Dear incomprehension, it's thanks to you I'll be myself, in the end.»
The Unnamable

20 July 2016 | Lundone> after a few days in Bath we reunited w/ our bedder-½ coming from Katmandoo .. went + got pub food as last English meal .... this morn ran around Hyde park .. not bad for running, pa .. lots of paths to go by, tho lacks th gratification of a loop .. fine in a new plaze but Σumtimes u want to saddle into rooteen .. then train'd to Heathrow + now in Virgin Atlantic lounge playng Space Invaders (wich figger prominently in our Raft Manifest) + drinking bloody marys .... th end of this month-long trip .. in Σum:

> .. + now Lundone .. oridginully we plan'd to go to Oxford + Wales + Stonehenge even but had to cut our trip short .. gitting too far b'hind w/ shit on th homefront + after a month on th rode u git sorta saturated + pine fur yo own bed .. much as we want'd to make muck of Welsh rarebit in Wales (tho we did make muck of buck rabbit in Bath) ..

21 July> .. + here we sit now in DC .. cd scarce find our home thru all th weeds + overgrown bramble sprout'd in hour absents .... cant see nun out th window of our casa wich suits us fine .. glaring thick white heat out yonder .. cobwebs ∀ll over our furnitchair in here .. them ghosts + spiders they took shelter in our wake .... sicadas shriek frum b'yond .... went running along th Anacostia .. 1 thing about DC ppl def friendly .. specially brothers + blue-collar types .. garbidgemen + boatbuilders .. stopping wah they due to holler encouridging words .. «ride on .. gotta beat th heat, man» .. «u look like how i look'd 10 yrs ago, brother» .. + «make sure u eat something now, u hear?» ....

our window to el moondough

27 July> back a week now but too distractid to blog here, dear Inurnet .. busy house-huntin .. our current landlord returning so we gotta move .. itching to leave th baby-stroller hell of Capitol Hill innyway .. + find a casa con moss luz .. focussing our search on Foggy Bottom/Dupont circle .. shlepping round in 100° heat .. show up drench'd in swet .. saw a pad in th watergate complex look'd strait outta Scarface .. another a townhome owned by a CIA agent kind of remindid us of Stan in The Americans .. wantid to check our credit + for us to give them a 4-didjet deposit jus 2 cunsidder us .. we dug th plaze but reckon they dint appreciate th looks of us much .. spose it dint help nun that we sportid a peepoles party commie hat + tol them we aint fronting no dinero til we see a sined lease .... others aks dozens of suckers for a $75 application fee to sposedly check credit + then pick best canadate after a few days but ∀ll seems a racket .. aint e-z finding a suitable casa in DC .. mos plazes compleat crap if u aks us .. + xpen$ive as ∀ll hell .. u xpect that in NYC, but DC? .. wtf 4? .... dosent stop them frat-boy students + khaki army of green post-graduates showing up in droves w/ checks from daddy in hand .. how do reglure folk afford to live these dayz? .. too much to aks for peace + quiet + lots of lite?

> back to Beckett .. The Unnamable .. th so-called (not by him) trilogy (in fact The Unnamable u kin only git now bundled as such) saves th best fo last .. that purfects his qwest for nada .. that encapsulates a certin obsessif cuntinuance for th sake of cuntinuance we thawt about wile running how running similure to riding how u gotta just keep on doing her not qwestion th qwest .. such stedfast purseverance ..

«I have only to go on, as if there was something to be done, something begun, somewhere to go. It all boils down to a question of words, I must not forget this, I have not forgotten it. But I must have said this before, since I say it now.»

> .. a sheer tenacity (or insanity?) that also characterizes this here blog (or so weed like to think) .. why we keep a'wriding? .. what = th pt? .. cuz spose u dont cuntinew u due nada + then u die .. so rather than due nada, wride about nada .. nada else to wride home about in any event .. art mimicking life herself + th running of her .... «our nada who art in nada, nada be thy name thy kingdom nada thy will be nada in nada as it is in nada. Give us this nada our daily nada and nada us our nada as we nada our nadas and nada us not into nada but deliver us from nada; pues nada.» (quoting Hemmingway now, not Beckett, pa) .. no madder wah, u wake up next dia to do her ∀ll ova agin .. th show must go on even after th fat lady sings ..

«For to go on means going from here, means finding me, losing me, vanishing and beginning again, a stranger first, then little by little the same as always, in another place, where I shall say I have always been, of which I shall know nothing, being incapable of seeing, moving, thinking, speaking, but of which little by little, in spite of these handicaps, I shall begin to know something, just enough for it to turn out to be the same place as always, the same which seems made for me and does not want me, which I seem to want and do not want, take your choice, which spews me out or swallows me up, I’ll never know, which is perhaps merely the inside of my distant skull where once I wandered, now am fixed, lost for tininess, or straining against the walls, with my head, my hands, my feet, my back, and ever murmuring my old stories, my old story, as if it were the first time.»

> .. not that we aims to do el mismo but inn a ¢ense such dogone doggedness art inevitable .. to ride a'bout ∫umpin meaningful only leads to disappointment if u muster to due so, u find her gone south .. th key = not to muster to ride ∫umpin deep or in inny pertickler direxion .. just ride about whateva comes to mind if she means ∫umpin she means ∫umpin whateva that ∫umpin dam well beecombs .. keeps Maxwells demons @ bay .... + speaking of disappointment that just happens to = th name of th cape form where we come born (in our book .. + in ℝeel life not too far upstream) .. named retroactively cuz th dude (John Meares) who 1° «discoverd» her dint ℝeeleyes if he just a roundid th cape he wood of discoverd th Columvia riber! .. hence th name, Cape Disappointment .. just think sposing hystory got writ uddervise weed call her th Meares river .. wich dont have such a bad ring to her, pa ..

29 July> saw Swans last nite .. or rather we got eviscerated by them .. sonickly cleansed .. weave gone on b4 bout their holy dopeness as of late but wheel say her agin that never has a band had such a post-hayday creative burst + not just 1 or 2 good albums (like say Radiohead w/ In Rainbows, interspersed w/ shitty 1s like th new 1) but now a 4° album in almost as many years .. mosly dubble-1s @ that .. not to menshun a few live albums .. ∀ll sints 2010 + ∀ll utterly amazing .. forget just old reunion bands, no band ever has had such a sustain'd productive period + still gong on @ fever pitch tho guess they announced The Glowing Man = th last album w/ this current line-up .. alreddy sad to not see th inimitable Thor on stage .. guess he got his own shit gong on ± an elderly muther to look after .. in his sted sat Lindsey Buckingham @ keybords .. looked ≈ frum where we stood @ 1° up middle balcony where we figgerd for best sound .. th sound = good + rich (@ 9:30 club) but not as loud as Swans shd sound in full glory .. still think best plaze to see Swans soundwise = Warsaw in Bklyn .... they also not as tite as in recent years, showing sines of faltering so probly smart to call her quits for now + end on a hiyh node .... ½-way thru, after th weak in th crowd thin'd out, we skinny'd up to th front + a bit louder strait from th sorce (Orange amps w/ Mesa boogie cabinets .. + Peavey for th bass) .... coinciding w/ th finale th sky tore open + unleash'd torrential rain so every1 stood blocking th ∃xit calling ubers ± whatnot so we just startid a walking (11:30 + trains in DC shutter up @ 12:00) when we got to th metro stop not only we plenty sopped to ring out our shirt (much to th disgust of th oblivious dry folk hunker'd underground) but when we took off our shoes water came pouring out! .... + of corse trains took 4ever cuz of this single-lining bullshit .... innyway, if u havent experienced this latest incarnation of Swans better act fast as may'b yo last chants ..


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