there was a time in years gone by that i would write these things called ‘flea mails’ where i would pontificate, spew, spiel, write a bunch of nonsense and on rare occasion say something of value. i have decided to resume this practice, and this it, i’m doing it.
i don’t like to use capital letters because i am too lazy to press the extra buttons on my computer, if that is disheartening, feel free to be disappointed in me. i have poor grammar and a pretty shoddy mind in general, but my aim is true and my motives are pure.
i just listened to the new nick cave and the bad seeds record ‘skeleton tree’. It is just so powerful, beautiful, flexible like the ocean of beautiful melancholy from which is birthed, and impenetrable as the hardest substance on earth, so fucking hard, i am absolutely blown away. skeleton tree. none of the obvious moves that the rest of us resort to, just the most sacred essence of what is beautiful about the human condition, making sense of it all. so much love. my heart is full. listening to it was like taking a warm bath when i was frozen and naked in a snow blizzard. man, what a record. thanks to nick cave and the bad seeds for letting us all in on it.
some of you might have seen that some weeks back, i befriended a lowland mountain gorilla named koko. Koko speaks sign language very well, and understands spoken english very well also. If i was capable of articulating the profundity of the feeling i had when we stared meaningfully into each others eyes, the love and compassion i felt there, the understanding from one creature to another, i would be a very great writer indeed. I had known about koko for many years, and had always fantasized about playing bass for her to see if she would connect with a rhythm, experience the kind of trance that i do when i lose myself in a dope groove. she rarely meets new people and when she does, doesn’t always let them come into the enclosure where she lives. I stood outside her enclosure and played bass for her, then she enthusiastically signed to me “koko loves!” “come visit, hurry!” my heart was touched and i went in there with her and we took turns playing the bass and hung out playing games and chatting for a couple of hours, it was just the most beautiful thing. i love koko with all my heart, she was kind and intelligent, and understood so much about my world, i felt like such an ignoramus and a fool for how little i was able to decipher about hers, all the gorilla intelligence that she has, that I was unable to see. As a human, it is mind boggling to us that an animal can do things that we relate to, human things. But for us to be able to speak in gorilla? to achieve some of the telepathic communication, and understanding of things that we are completely unable comprehend? now that would be an accomplishment.
I am in stockholm right now, we are playing here tomorrow night. been on tour for about three months now, we started bout a month before we put our last record 'the getaway’. It has warmed my heart to be met with so much excitement, for us all to get together and make these gigs happen, it is a spiritual experience for me each night. I yearn to be a vehicle of infinite love for all of you, to let it all come through, to vibrate like a fucking crazed animal. i love you, the tour continues, the rocking goes on, i am a humble student.