eNolcyc

click clack
drop your hearts
here comes the black burlap
and its 27 million cyborgasorbant fibres
sliding round the flanks
to seal off the sides
from the outside in side out
slide out fast and sly
the thought-dream communicade
a final and drying frontier
for cowboys and clowns
like you and her
closed for business
open casket

success!

all stable signs vital
no sizeable loss in signal
no shift in output or consistency
consistently productive
always progressive
stare in awe
at the massive twisting cloud of ones and zeros
spiraling up from planet hive
through the ozone hole
and out of sight
out of minds
a huge pixelated mock version
of the soul you sold
for how much?

We Carry On

At this very moment I am listening to the Portishead album Third and it's so amazing and I highly suggest everyone who's reading this to listen to it as well.

Good day sir!

Good god, I'm drunk again and yelling
My tonight has extended into the early hours of tomorrow
In four hours I'll wake up for work
And wonder, good god why did I drink that last glass?
Rum, coke, rum, coke, gin, tonic, rum, coke, gin, tonic
The rest of rum in my glass, the lime left over from the gin
My good god, I'd be an alcoholic if i weren't so self conscious

Today is now Friday.

Good night, good love, live long, and dream prospects of tomorrow


- kt

written in a drunken stupor with the noises of drunken stupidity as my soundtrack.

Dig Dis Digital Hash in a Digital Burn

some ones and zeroes i recently whipped up
for a new myspace layout

She Was Born Parched and She Will Die Thirsty

(this one is also raw, fresh off the bedsheet press this morning)

Nothing, not even diamonds,
will make her mouth water.

(It was all a dream:
The smell of cookouts and summer on Long Island, New York;
Daddy bringing his little princess on a chauffeured ride for a day of
business in "The City"; everyone was still so small
and seemingly innocent.)

It was so sad to see it all crumble.
The calendar days took their toll on her poor heart.
It was always pumped full of unnecessary things like love and hate.
She was born parched and she will die thirsty.

Untitled 18

(this is really raw, wrote it in bed this morning after not being able to fall back asleep)

The son never sleeps
and the pain drops start to
fall from the sky. And as the gray
creeps through the blinds,
keeping the two bodies of
the bedside lovers flush with cold air,
thoughts stir up about the next house
they'll live in.

A clouded mind creates the illusion of
if a hot air balloon and a human skull
were to have a bastard child.

Hot air rises
Hot air rises
Hot air rises but
there is no place for it here.
The son never weeps.

Election Day

I get way too drunk
and I stick my
finger down my
throat;

Then I look in the
mirror with
tears streaming
down my face.

Ideas, Rants, Raves, Shorts: Finally Something New From Jon Paul Rebello.

Looky looky, your favorite mother-fucker is back! It has been entirely too long but with that comes all sorts of news. I would like to begin this pseudo-essay by expressing how grateful I am for those who did what they did to prevent the extinction of this terrific blog. Without getting into too much detail, everyone pretty much has been hit by some wave of misery, exhaustion, frustration, etc. The great United States of America has been the biggest contributor to my existential angst but what else is new? This guy knows what I'm talking about! This guy definitely knows what I'm talking about! (Sorry, I've been on a Raaaaaaaandy binge). Back to business: As everyone assured me there would be, a light did come at the end of the tunnel in the hilariously ironic form of my first employment in months thanks to....drum rolllllll....Whole Foods! Yes, yes, it is true. Big ups to all the whole fooders who put in the good word for me.


Next up I wanted to see how anyone/everyone felt about me making an AOC account on twitter. I'm not even sure if many of you here use it but it's actually a pretty righteous social networking tool. I even won tickets to the Dew Tour in Boston just by tweeting fueltv an answer to a question about a Boston Local gone Pro Skateboarder. I was thinking it could serve as even more a reminder to check out new posts and perhaps it could be followed by fellow tweetie birds all over the world. It's just a thought so be sure to leave your thoughts, comments, concerns.


As most of you know, I was in Chicago about a month ago(holy shit, didn't even realize that until I typed it) for Pitchfork Music Festival. Firstly, if you haven't been to Chicago you've gotta go. I'm a fool for not taking advantage of my digital camera although I did get some good pictures out of two disposable cameras and a polaroid camera. Here are just a few of the many reasons one should visit Chicago, Illinois: The architecture is absolutely incredible all over the city. There's this almost surreal mirror in Downtown called "The Bean" that reflects the city and skyline and everything in between, depending on where you're standing. Next, our fine guide(Andrew Parece) escorted us back to his neighborhood where we came to notice his apartment was a mere 4 blocks from Wrigley Field. The day we flew in there was an Elton John/Billy Joel Show there!!

Pitchfork Day 1:
I'd write a descriptive account but I basically only made it in time to see the end of The Jesus Lizard's set and Built to Spill. We walked in the gates after a solid two blocks of the inevitable "Whoooo needsumm? Ticketzz, ticketzz here whoo needsum?" crews camped out trying to make a quick buck. After making a quick trip to the beer tent we made a nice spot in the grass and got our drink on while the old crust punks of TJL finished up their set. I say with an air of reluctance in my voice that they were decent. Next up: Built to Spill...which sounds awesome right?! You'd think so but in all of my years listening to BTS this had to be the most lackluster performance I have ever seen. There was the whole "Write the Night" thing going on and they played some gems. But as a whole, the set was very low energy with Doug Martsch only saying softly "Thanks" at the end of every single song. That was the most conversation they made, if any. Oh well, I'm over it.

(I realized I could write forever about this trip so I'm going to just post the highlights, blunders, etc.)

P4K Day Two:
Cymbals Eat Guitars sounded cd-quality live and I definitely suggest checking them out if you haven't already. They started the day with a killer set and it got me amped for the entire day so thanks guys! Next we checked out Plants And Animals(trippy), Fucked Up(Pink Eye is a funny dude and they ripped), The Pains of Being Pure At Heart(HORRIBLE LIVE, LOLZ), Bowerbirds(My first time, they were amazing), Final Fantasy(Dude is talented, he did like 4 violin loops then a piano loop then sang and played live violin), ahhh the highlight of my day: PONYTAIL. Check this band out if you were into Animal Collective's "Feels". I had to get it on vinyl(there was a humongous record fair! like 40+vendors) and came to find out it was limited all green! SCORE! Ate some vegan bbq wingz and drank some delicious 312 brews then went to check out WAVVES, which disappointed me twice but on seperate offenses. Offense 1: Nathan Williams is legitimately 5'4, no taller. No wonder his ego is so big! BURN! Offense 2: In true lo-fi punk fashion, Williams stepped on 3 different pedals whenever he wanted so most songs we so reverberated that you couldnt hear his voice. I guess they played some new songs but I wasn't into it much. We wrapped up the day with Doom(I think it was really him), Lindstrom(Dude got me amped with his jams), and Beirut. Fuck what you heard, Beirut is nice live. They killed it.

(Jealous yet? jkjkjk)

Day Three:
Got there around 3, got mad beers right away, listened and tripped out to the wonderful sounds of Women, snuck in a little puff, then made our way back the beer tent and the A Stage. The Thermals killed it playing old tracks the majority of their set and they even covered "Basket Case"!! We quickly made our way to the stage where The Walkmen were due up next and ran into Robin and his brother Daniel. Puffed another and there they were...I've been waiting my whole life....The Walkmen. They played not too many old ones so the majority of their set was pretty new. They did, however, play "The New Year" and "The Rat." Singalongs were done and good times were had. M83 was next and in typical fashion they had me gazing at madddd shoes. I was gazing my ass off and then BA BLAM! They bust out really old material that's very disco-tech and fast paced and great stuff to hear live. A run to the beer tent and got back just in time for Grizzly Bear. They played a cool rendition of "Knife" and I loved hearing "Two Weeks" live. Their new record rips. As my enery began to dwindle and my buzz began to buzz harder, I tried to remain as alert as possible for The Flaming Lips. Boy do I wish I ate some acid because their actual stage setup is trippy as fuck and they do all sorts of whacky lights and costumes and yeah they fucking killed it.

All in all it was an incredibly fun and worthwhile trip and it was really nice to say I was going to take and trip and put the plans into motion. Who's down to go next year?

It's been a lengthy post so I hope my words will be captivating enough to keep all of your attention. It feels good to be back around. Strange times are still among us but at least some of them have passed. What's more strange is how true the "When one door closes, another opens" proverb is. Life is straight up whack sometimes y'all...don't go taking it too serious.


barely legal and yours truly,
Jon Paul Rebello

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KEROUAC......

Lowell Celebrates Kerouac—2009
The 70th Anniversary of
Kerouac’s Graduation from
Lowell High School
The 50th Anniversary of
The Publication of
Doctor Sax


Thursday, October 1

5:30 p.m.: “Historic Kerouac Pubs Tour”
Led by Mike Wurm.
An interpretation of some of Kerouac’s favorite “watering holes” in Lowell. Begins at Lowell’s oldest pub, the Old Worthen Tavern on Worthen Street near City Hall and proceeds cross-town to Ricardo’s Café Trattoria (formerly Jack’s brother-in-law Nicky’s Bar) on Gorham Street; then to Major’s Bar on Jackson Street, finishing at Cappy’s Copper Kettle on Central St. Total estimated time: Two hours. Opportunities for volunteer readings at the pubs and en route.
Call Mike at 978-501-1021 for further information.

NOTE: A $5.00 tour donation is requested to help defray costs of the 2009 LCK Festival, and to help keep LCK alive for future years.
THIS IS OUR SUGGESTED DONATION FOR EACH OF THE LCK TOURS DURING THE WEEKEND.

7:30 p.m.: Music and Open Mike
Cappy’s Copper Kettle
Alan Crane, David Amram, and others. Emceed by John McDermott.
245 Center Street.
Friday, October 2

9:30 a.m.: Poetry Competition
Lowell High School.
The Little Theatre

1:30 p.m.: Jack Kerouac: Lowell High School Class of 1939
EssayContest winners will be announced
and awarded, and will read their essays.
Lowell High School.
The Little Theatre

4:30 p.m. Tour: The Merrimack:
Mighty Napo of New England
Meet at the top of Moody Street Feeder at the “Watermelon Man Bridge.” [AKA The University Avenue/Moody Street Bridge]
Led by Roger Brunelle.

7:00 p.m.: Remembering Jack
Some of Kerouac’s Classmates and Friends Offer Recollections of Jack Kerouac
[TENTATIVE: TO BE CONFIRMED]

Presentation and Tour
Cutting Classes: An Account of Jack Kerouac’s Connection to the Pollard Memorial Library During His High School Years.
Led by Roger Brunelle and Bill Walsh.

The two above events will be held in the Community Room of the
Pollard Memorial Library.
401 Merrimack Street.

9:30 p.m. After Hours Event
The Village Smokehouse with Tex MacNamara and His Bucking Broncos. [Suggested donation of $5.00 at the door.]
98 Middle Street.
Saturday, October 3

9:00 a.m. Tour
Mystic Jack: A Tour of the Sites in
“Visions of Gerard.” St. Louis de France Church, Corner of Boisvert and 6th Avenue.
Led by Roger Brunelle.

11:30 a.m. Commemorative
at the Commemorative
Readings from Doctor Sax, and an observance of the 40th Anniversary of the death of Jack Kerouac on October 21, 1969.
Kerouac Park, at the intersection of
French and Bridge Streets.

2:00 p.m. “The Revelation to Ti Jean”
A presentation by Dr. Benedict Giamo, Professor of American Studies at
Notre Dame University and author of Kerouac: The Word and the Way. In observance of the 50th anniversary of the publication of Doctor Sax. Presented in cooperation with the Parker Lecture Series.
Lowell National Historical Park Visitors Center, 246 Market Street.

4:00 p.m. Tour: The Kerouac Places of Downtown Lowell
Begin at the Lowell National
Historical Park Visitors Center.
Led by Roger Brunelle.

5:30 p.m.: Open Mike
Village Smokehouse.
Bring your favorite Kerouac reading or a Kerouac-inspired writing of your own.
98 Middle Street.


7:30—Concert: Jack and Sebastian: A Multi-Media Concert
David Amram
and the New England Orchestra
Eliot Presbyterian Church
273 Summer Street. Lowell, MA

9:30 p.m. Tour
Ghosts of the Pawtucketville Night
Meet in front of Cumnock Hall
North Campus, UML
One University Avenue
Led by Roger Brunelle.
Sunday, October 4

11:30 a.m. Screening of Brent Mason’s documentary
Grave Concerns—A Deadly Road Trip.
Filmed in Lowell during the
On the Road Scroll Exhibit.
Produced by Hemmings House Pictures
Café Paradiso
Palmer and Middle Streets.

1:00 p.m. Amram Jam
Café Paradiso
Open Mike readings with accompaniment
by David Amram
Palmer and Middle Streets