Video Vignettes from a Korean Karaoke Bar

1. Bus explodes. Bloodied woman screams in pain. Soundtrack: "In an Mm-bop they're gone/In Mm-bop they're not there..." ("Mm-bop" by Hanson)

2. Preppy Korean man scans an English dictionary for the word "lumpen." Locates definition with finger and crumples tearfully to the floor. Soundtrack: "Holidays in the Sun" by Sex Pistols

3-5. Stalker girl falls down provocatively. Sullen woman's teardrops rain gently on piano keys. Soldier puts barrel of shotgun in his mouth. Soundtrack for all: "Thong Song" by Sisqo. ("Dumps like a truck. truck. truck. Thighs like what." etc.)

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The author of this blog strongly endorses Maru Studio's private karaoke rooms on Indianapolis's far east side at Pendleton Pike. Please note that earnest geo-political conversations with your patient waitstaff--especially intiated by reluctant singers-- may result in deep discounts for future room rentals. Avoid the hot/cold fish chunks and make an attempt at any of the extensive offerings from Nirvana's repertroire for me.

Import fun/Export praise

If I had my druthers, I would import the whole Bless This Mess art show and affiliated goings-on from UIC Gallery 400 to my town. I would recoup the artists with something more substantial than coffee and greasy Mexican breakfast. We'd get some hang time, see the sights. Critical fierceness. Radical queer chaos. You know, whatever.

The Star-Studded lineup of the show includes the likes of:
Robin Hustle

who I almost got citizens arrested with once, and from whom I stole a bag of soap accidentally
Edie Fake

of whom I am not an aquaintence but I understand to be a total badass and competent tattooist.
And Forced into Femininity,
the confrontational opera act of Jail Flanagan, who among being one of my favorite people ever, compiled the zine Wet Noise about non-male noise music makers.


I'll file this one under Birthday Wishes....January 29.

Shout Out to my text-based art dudes

Jason Arnold


Kyle Herrington



Wayne White (famous guy, not friend) will be lecturing at Herron School of Art and Design on Wednesday, Jan. 25, 5:30PM

Among other things in his impressive life-blurb, he's a Pee-Wee's playhouse veteran.
I'm going to ask him if Chairy was a bitch.

Also, guest written blurbs are becoming one of my favorite literary forms.
Will you write one for the back of my book?

I think there should be a spaghetti western called Beard Full of Money.