Archive for August, 2007

Spoken Word Recording Session at Magnanimous Records

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My first recording session was last Saturday, at Magnanimous Records. Normally, I suppose recording sessions are reserved for musicians and the like, but this was a spoken word recording. The goal is to eventually produce an album of some sort, but since it was the first time, we took it easy, and simply made recordings. Often, between takes, we digressed into conversation and jokes, and recorded some of that too.

Playing the recording back, I’m glad that there is some conversation on there. All too often, I think that writers read their work in a special voice, a voice they reserve for the solemn act of reading words on a page, and that voice is very unlike a normal voice. The recording shows me that I am guilty of that crime too. As a result, my favorite recording is actually a piece that I hate; I read the thing in an ordinary voice. What a difference that makes!

I’m excited about making this spoken word recording. Next time I read, I’ll know what I sound like, and I’m sure that helps.

Writing “30 Times in 2 Days”

In a 2005 book entitled “The Ball // 30 Times in 2 Days” author Steve Benson ran a writer’s marathon, so to speak. The result is a book you can download from UBUWEB.

Saturday and Sunday, April 23 and 24, 2005, every hour on the hour, when my wristwatch alarm sounded, I wrote five minutes in a brown book Lyn gave me several years ago, as well as I could. This is the transcript, completed two weeks later.

Each entry is short, less than a page, and the lines are short as well. This reminds me of some of Jack Kerouac’s poems, which took the shape of the pocket-sized notebook they were written in. This book is a lucid, enjoyable read, and the method employed to write it sounds like a lot of fun!

Objectives

Seems to me, there’s usually some thing we’re all chasing after:
some thing to have,
some thing to do.
some thing we lack
or can not do

it was probably god, once.
and good was god and love was god.
god was god of all-important things
or gods were all important things

it probably wasn’t always like that,
or ever, entirely, either.
before, I’m pretty sure,
there was a green crescent, or a fertile garden
sex we ran chasing after
and good was sex and sex was loved
how else are there so many of us?

I don’t think we were always thinking about it.
I’m sure we’re thinking about it now,
maybe not always, but more than never
Seems to me it’s still a blind chase sometimes

now its probably money
and good is money and money is loved
and it tells us what to do
or maybe its war.

Maybe they’re related.
Maybe they’re the same
and we’re trying to know why.

Whatever it is, we have to think about it
there are so many of us.