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Haha Leo Kohn!   Keep forgetting how good he is (even played at Lissadel House (next village) a while back, exorbitant ticket price).  Haven't listened to him since ages.   Good songs.

"Howl" - my first theft ever was a paperback Ginsberg from the public library when i was 16.   Somewhat embarrassing by now, as i came to regard him as the conjoined tapeworm twin of Andrea Dworkin,  if you divide the mass between the two evenly you get two standard-sized americans.  My mother never understood wtf was it with all the hype.  

The lips bloodied, crimson and torn.

A stem of a rose parted the flesh to be reborn.

A sensitive way to cry reality afoul,

Before all resistance becomes a painful growl.

Where is your passion for what you receive?

It can not come only from what you grieve?

A sun will become blue before you consider dusk,

Only when you release yourself from your husk.

That reminds me to another song (don't ask how..)

Have you?!!   

I'd give an arm & a leg to watch it performed.  Quite probably the best theatre play made out of Alice, ever. 

Also the other one,  the Wilhelm Tell story - can you sing that too? 

Beware of elaborate telescopic meat.

Would be nice to perform these, but didn't happen.

Though I did a melodic recitation of "Howl" at that show and a duet with a friend of mine closely relating to this:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zn9tRAKaDM8

Thanks for the link - and shame for the son's suicide, i wish he didn't. Same as for the father's killing.

 I like the work (still looking at it)

This guy was an acquaintance of my mother's.

To outsiders he was a strange, detached and cruel person, but I remember him fondly.

He managed to create as many fanatics, as critics of his art.

That is an art in itself.

The Exhibit was a tribute to works of this guy https://www.google.ca/search?q=Zdzis%C5%82aw+Beksi%C5%84ski&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwjY2tfSiP7LAhUKu4MKHWViAJ8Q_AUIBygB&biw=1280&bih=895

His son committed suicide and he was senselessly killed during a robbery. Seems fitting.

I always enjoyed the self disgust inherent in his works. Sort of like understanding a worm that is sorry for being a worm. Probably more of a product of the time and culture, rather than actual rebellion, but still shocks (enthralls?) people properly if presented in the right way.

In any case the exhibit's theme was material decomposition.

I only did it for free drinks, a painting of my choice and the kicks.