Small Flowers / Blinking Lights
I think of these small, sparse flowers as "Isao's flowers" because of Sakiko's great uncle Isao, who was the first person I met to really zoom in on these guys. We went out to lunch one time when I was visiting Tottori, and when we rolled up on him outside he was strolling along holding and gazing at a flower literally this big:
He brought it in to lunch and his family was like what is that, a lil flower? and he said yeah. And they were like if you like flowers you should go to this famous botanical garden, and he was like... ...why? I could be wrong but as I remember it the attitude was less "I hate the botanical garden" and more like "I'm focusing on the small, wild, and free right now, thank you". If I'm anywhere near an approximation of the sentiment, then yes, I appreciate the attitude, big time. Though I'm sure I would also enjoy the botanical garden.
The other time I got to hang out with Isao was after an afternoon concert or something, a few of us split off from the rest of the family and walked together past the museum, up the stairs to a temple on a hill, and right up to the edge of a big lake. There were big fish in the water with bright colors and big gaping barbershop-quartet mouths, and Isao had this crazy story about how when he was a kid they drained the lake to kill the fish, in the hopes of attracting fireflies, but it didn't work, the fish came back somehow and the fireflies never took. I was like why did they want fireflies and he was like "because they're cool", or maybe more like "regular reason". I said fair enough. It didn't seem like he had a horse in the race, vis à vis fish or flies, but I can see both sides of the issue. The fire flies are cool, no argument there. But from the fish perspective, a fish egg hops a pond by hitching a ride on a bird's butt? I really respect that. Also the fish are there all the time, fireflies are just an evening thing. Fireflies may inspire the poet, but that's amateur hour stuff. But that said every poet's gotta start somewhere, might as well give them an easy setting to reflect on and let them refine their approach later. No disrespect to any poet out there with fireflies in the back catalog-- everyone does it and not for no reason.
OK, let's be clear, if someone asked me today should we drain the pond in a firefly bid, I'd say get out of my office. But in the childhood days of someone else's great uncle, with lots of little great uncles and great aunts running around with big now faces on little 8 year old bodies, I might entertain the argument. Fireflies are extremely cool and everyone loves them. Even me, your fantasy temple grounds administrator. Damn, you know what, enough talk, I'm going to get the groundskeeper to put in a water feature outside the castle. Maybe we'll get some fireflies by later this week, before the invitable bird leg brings the inevitable fish. Should I ask the groundskeeper to paint the utility shed to match the rest of the castle while I'm at it? Ahhh I guess it's not that big of a deal, and besides the color's kind of growing on me.
I was watching one of my nature documentaries recently and there was an insane little nugget germane to the topic of glowing bugs, a fact I shall now relate. Well it's a two parter. The first part is that way under water in the deep deep sea you sort of instinctively feel like there's not going to be a lot down there, because its freezing cold and almost pitch black. Or I don't know how you feel but I feel that way. But actually there's a ton of stuff down there! Lots of fish and anemones and doodlebugs and shit all else. So that's a big wow right there-- there's tons of little guys down there. The second wow is that because there's so much stuff alive down there in the dark, and so much of it blinks like fireflies, that blinking like a firefly is one of the most common forms of animal communication there is on the planet! More so than making a sound or releasing a pheremone, and far outpacing posting online. If you were an alien looking at Earth, strictly by the numbers, you might opt for blinking lights as your first stab at communicating.
In my experience a blinking light usually means "I'm here", that's not a bad start to a conversation. A solid light is just "some light" but a blinking light is like 🔴 I ⚫ am 🔴 doing ⚫ this 🔴 on ⚫ purpose 🔴 to ⚫ tell 🔴 you ⚫ I'm 🔴 here ⚫ Hi 🔴. Of course once you get into it there's more nuance there. I had a job for a night (volunteer position) blinking a flashlight at people trying to find the entrance to a cool illegal rave in the dark and heavy rain along a muddy embankment-- the key point of nuance was communicating both "it's right here" and "I'm not a cop" with a minimum of blinks, which I was great at, I think. I guess it's the same thing with deep sea bioluminescent shrimp or whatever- you want to blink like "let's party", not like "step into my mouth". Also, you don't want to run out your battery before the party even starts.
How this all goes back to the little flowers, I do not know. Maybe it's as simple as letting your eyes adjust, and looking for the little lights, blinking in the underbrush.
- I spelled "rhinoceros" wrong last week. It pains me to say it but "there is no 'us' in 'rhinoceros'". :(
- I'm thinking about putting on a show next week, but I'm not going to say what day, and I'm not going to say where it's going to be, except that it'll be in a dream. I have a lot of dreams where I'm playing a show, and usually it's kind of a stressful dream, and things are breaking, or I can't remember the words, or my mouth is full of some kind of sticky pine resin. But lately I've been having these dreams and the shows are going pretty good! So I'm feeling confident that I can announce it and invite others-- the show will be this week, in a dream. Please come out.
I haven't decided who the other acts will be, and I haven't decided on what my set is going to be like, so just be prepared-- if you're at a show in a dream, and its cool or there are at least some cool parts, it might be my show. You might not even realize it was me playing until after you wake up, that's OK. It doesn't cost money to go to, and you can just walk right in, but if you want to make sure you'll get in no problem, sleep with with a tiny flower next to your bed, the smaller the flower the better. Afterwards please drop me an email to let me know how it went-- what the space was like, what the other bands were like, how was my set, etc.. With your permission I might publish some of the reviews in next week's installment.
Oh and the show is this week, but for any time moving forward if you're having a stressful dream and you want to get the hell out of there, just say fuck this shit I'm going to the gig. I'll meet you there. I'll probably be hanging out by the parfait table.
- official navajo nation covid19 relief fund - [gofundme]
- petition to extend emergency unemployment through December 2020 [moveon.org]
- medical expenses for protestor hit by car [gofundme]
- split bail fund [link]
- Tottori (city) is the capital city of Tottori Prefecture Japan. If you want to take a little walk around here's a link to the streetview, I've arbitrarily plunked it down right outside the toy museum- [street view]. If you go north from here you'll eventually hit the famous sand dunes, then the ocean. Might be kind of a schlep though.
- I visited the groundskeeper's shed and honestly I don't know why I thought it was too garish, it looks great from the outside and inside it's a little cluttered but if it works it works. [outside]