<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:18:22.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IN HEAVEN EVERYTHING IS FINE</title><subtitle type='html'>details, details.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-5978527740788274559</id><published>2007-04-01T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T09:08:53.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zeke, ball of wax, air in the trees.</title><content type='html'>zeke is a 10 week old jack russel terrier. he is the newest addition to the family. he is verry smart. he enjoys galloping in the grass. chewing on beards with supper sharp puppy teeth, sniffing cat poo, anoying his new big brother gus, and working his sad puppy eyes to get his way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey ill be making my 3rd apperance on levi fullers ball of wax audio quarterly vol 8 in april with a special instrumental version of "moonlight is bright" (which will original version will be out on an upcomming ep on tract records called "air in the trees") im also on volume 1 and volume 6, which are all now out of print. but if you would like to own the songs you can now download them here for free &lt;br /&gt;http://www.myspace.com/ballofwax &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new ep called (the first to release under my name ((marc manning))) "air in the trees" is all done music wise and is awaiting a release date from tract records. hopefully this summer some time. artwork is still being figured out and stuff. mostlikely the first 100 copies will come with a special hand made booklet of drawings. ill post more about it as it happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heavy lids copies of "things are happening at the same time" are quickly disapearing pretty quickly. im almost out of my copies. but you can still get them at anthem records and their website http://www.anthemrecordsinc.com/index.php?search=1&amp;method=artist&amp;value=Heavy%20Lids and dragons eye's website http://www.dragonseyerecordings.com/shop/index.html#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also the heavy lids / yann novak - long distance 3" cds are soon to be out of print but you may still be able to get them from dragons eye records while they still have some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now thanks for all your support!&lt;br /&gt;marc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-5978527740788274559?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/5978527740788274559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/5978527740788274559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2007/04/zeke-ball-of-wax-air-in-trees.html' title='zeke, ball of wax, air in the trees.'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-675381168309227189</id><published>2007-02-18T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T16:21:53.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tonight at gallery 1412 in seattle ! cd release party</title><content type='html'>hi tonight im playing a show in seattle as heavy lids to celebrate the release of a new cd and book "things are happening at the same time" a bonus book of drawings will be given out at the show to the first 40 people then it will be gone forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEAVY LIDS, SON OF ROSE 2-18 8:30pm (tonight)&lt;br /&gt;(Gallery 1412) Seattle's Son of Rose (Kamran Sadeghi) is always a riveting live performer, whether he's using treated piano or laptop. His tactile, finely granulated compositions teem with iridescent sound molecules that expand to galactic dimensions on a good system. Heavy Lids (Portland guitarist Marc Manning) generates spectral drones and what sound like phantasmal monk hums in his epic devotional instrumentals. His new CD, Things Are Happening at the Same Time (Dragon's Eye Recordings), is like a 36-minute tantric-sex shudder rendered in seemingly static yet perpetually glistening guitar tones. It could be three seconds of Sterling Morrison's guitar and John Cale's viola snipped from the Velvet Underground's "Venus in Furs" and then inflated into a mystical symphony: sublimely immersive stuff. DAVE SEGAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cd is available for sale on dragons eye recordings website www.dragonseyerecordings.com&lt;br /&gt;and at the show tonight &lt;br /&gt;and at wall of sound in seattle&lt;br /&gt;sonic boom in seattle&lt;br /&gt;and in portland at anthem records. (will re stock tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;marc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-675381168309227189?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/675381168309227189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/675381168309227189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2007/02/tonight-at-gallery-1412-in-seattle-cd.html' title='tonight at gallery 1412 in seattle ! cd release party'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-117055802856125750</id><published>2007-02-03T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T15:24:50.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"things are happening at the same time"</title><content type='html'>the new cd is done and it comes with a little book that i made full of drawings of volcanos and stuff. its called "teeth, teeht, teeth, or things are happening at the same time" its out on dragons eye and as usual its super limited so it wont be around for very long. its official release date is february 18th and you can order one here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dragonseyerecordings.com/catalog/de5010/index.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can hear the song at dragons eye myspace page&lt;br /&gt;http://www.myspace.com/dragonseyerecordings (add them too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you live in portland you can buy the cd at anthem records on belmont.&lt;br /&gt;ill be playing a show in seattle for the release party at gallery 1412 with son of rose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-117055802856125750?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/117055802856125750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/117055802856125750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2007/02/things-are-happening-at-same-time.html' title='&quot;things are happening at the same time&quot;'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-116518052265070781</id><published>2006-12-03T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T13:15:23.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>glow in the dark mountains</title><content type='html'>spending the weenend in the hospital with Stephen has given me a lot of time to look out windows. lucky for me the hospital has a beatuifull view of roling pine coverd hills. my favorite thing to do has been towatch the sun rise over the hills lighting the dark clouds to a bright orange. i have learned to draw pine tree covered hills pretty well, it was harder than i thought. well all this fixating over hills and landscapes let to a pretty dream. i dremt me and robert and stephen were at home when a earthquake struck. but it was not a ordinary earthquake but a prophetic earthquake, robert explained. sometimes when there is a great change in life of the earth it rumbles to let everyone know- he explained. so we all went outside to notice that mt hood was glowing in the night sky like a pearly white shimmer. as we all looked at it we noticed there was a firey orb at the base. it was really pretty. the rest of the dream was us looking at it in awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some news&lt;br /&gt;uncle ld has posted some eif songs on his village voice podcast! along with some really great stuff. mostly unknown quiet stuff. here is the link http://www.villagevoice.com/music/0648,beghtol,75183,22.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heavy lids and yann novak split got reviewd in the wire!&lt;br /&gt;here is the review...&lt;br /&gt;Heavy Lids with Yann Novak - Long Distance Vol.2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the second instalment of Long Distance, Yann Novak teams up with guitarest Marc Manning (aka Heavy Lids) for a sequence of long shimmers on guitar and laptop. It’s not easy to resist reference to Fripp and Eno’s startling 70s collaborations, but there is a stillness here that defies easy comparison. The knob twiddling is slow and lugurious, the blend of insturments almost seamless. The drones seem to float in the air, shifting angles so we can observe them more easily. Beautiful stuff.&lt;br /&gt;-Byron Coley, The Wire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly a piece of my art will be featured in a flip book "One Shot 2006 flipbook" eta 2007 january&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now.&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;marc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-116518052265070781?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/116518052265070781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/116518052265070781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2006/12/glow-in-dark-mountains.html' title='glow in the dark mountains'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-116275608368529832</id><published>2006-11-05T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T11:48:03.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lady on the shelf in the wall</title><content type='html'>there was a martha stewart like lady who lived on a shelf in my house who gave me constant advice about my life and how to keep things going ok. thats pretty much the gist of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;timmy g played "long night" from "ghosts are knocking on walls" on his great music show "fast forward reverse"  here is the link http://www.eastvillageradio.com/podcasts/195/80.xml &lt;br /&gt;some good stuff on there. the show is on east village radio but available for download. &lt;br /&gt;still hard at work on new eif material. the song "devils is out now on levi fullers "ball of wax compilation" and most likely will be a good idea of how most of the new material will turn out. but it is sitll a long way off in the making. &lt;br /&gt;till then you can get the first tract cassette only release "flares" on cd now! go to tract http://www.tractrecords.com and order it. along with the original cassette it has songs from the super limited "appology" cd that went out with mail order only orders of the will oldham tribute cd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been playing a lot of shows lately as "heavy lids". some have been great some have been just damaging to my psyche. the show i played in Bellingham washington with Yann Novak. was pretty terrible in a lot of ways. all my gear siezed up adn died. not even a blinking light. luckily yann was there to help me out and we played a set of processed guitar. yann then played a codine like soothing set that calmed donwn the hellians. (no joke there were hellians). we escaped that night from bellingham and are all ok. really&lt;br /&gt;last week i played a show with a really great band called aan, at berbaties pan. they are kinda like the liars meets tom waits meets modest mouse. and really good. &lt;br /&gt;i will be playing a show with them this wednesday november 8th  at valentines on ankeny st between 2nd and 3rd between berbaties and ash st.&lt;br /&gt;maybe see you there. ?? &lt;br /&gt;m&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-116275608368529832?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/116275608368529832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/116275608368529832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2006/11/lady-on-shelf-in-wall.html' title='lady on the shelf in the wall'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-115911938310208856</id><published>2006-09-24T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T10:36:23.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>end of the world dreams</title><content type='html'>over the last couple of days i have been having these funny and wierd end of the world dreams. the funny thing is that the dreams take place mostly after the world has already ended. and they all take place in philadelphia. There are still tons of people on earth at the end of the world. wich really makes it not the end of the world. but mostly its just anarchy and im trying to protect family members or friends from evil people tryign to steal our shoes. frlank black makes a cameo .... but just incase you wanted to know according to my dreams the world ends first by tsunami then by a killer hurricand and finally a hail of commets. so be warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right this very moment im in seattle recording a new heavy lids piece with yann novak and cameron from son of rose. its been lots of labor setting up and getting the right sound. lots of amps are involved. lots of wires and batteries and adapters. but i am really excited. its most likely going to be an hour long piece that slowly progresses into a comfy haze. i fell asleep just playig my guitar yesterday practicing it. yann fell asleep too. so be carefull dont listen to it while driving or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also when yann was visiting portland a month back we recorded a piece where processed my guitar. the piece is called "oh inevitable datum" and will be released soon on dragons eye as a limited edition 3" cdr. the cd  has a really beautifull photo on the cover of a sculpture by erich ginder who makes some amazing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the american grizzley release of heavy lids full length cd "clouds are a blanket" is out and you can get one from me or them.&lt;br /&gt;email me if youd like one lights7@earthlink.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during my stay this weekend i have had some of the most amazing food ever! so i figured id take some time to post the names of the resturants here. first of all the best food i have ever eaten on this planet is made by a little resturant called "sitka &amp; spruce" sitkaandspruce.com i cant even describe it. yann also took me to some places in his neighborhood the "id" international district. a really great chinese resturant called "jade garden" we sat at a big table with signs around it saying "danger dont touch" and again with chinese characters which i assume was the same thing in chinese but im not going to put any money on that.  then we ate sushi at (spelling is always questionable on this blog) "maneki" which was fantastic. and breakfast at a creepy train car diner called "andys diner".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-115911938310208856?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/115911938310208856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/115911938310208856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2006/09/end-of-world-dreams.html' title='end of the world dreams'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-115527135320486879</id><published>2006-08-10T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:42:33.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>road dangers</title><content type='html'>well the heavy lids show in seattle went with out a hitch and was as perfect a show as i can ever hope for. great audience and both tyler potts and yann novak were just amazing. even though the room got hot it was a great event. i got to use my light up fan. we stayed with good friends jd and ian and they were great hosts. the whole weekend was just great. so thanks everyone who made it great for me. im gonna say great just one more time.&lt;br /&gt;well so then we arrived back in portland and picked up gus the dog from the kennel he was all cute and clingy. then that night i had the most horrible night terrors. 2 waking up the whole house 2xs.  there really is no end to my crazy dream thing. im always nervous when i sleep over a friends house. wondering what crazy antics ill do in my sleep.  any one who has known me for any time knows that this is my issue. that if i sleep over thieir house ill probably end up sleepwalking and getting stuck behind some furniture or in a closet. or just talking my head off. every roomate of mine has a story or two.... my highschool buddy dave would for instance tell you about my gordons fisherman night mare. the one that led me sleepwalking following a floating letter around his house till i got stuck behind his entertainment center in his parents living room. my roomates in college would like to tell you about the time i got up in the middle of the night and walked out of the dorm into the hall only to return and empty the medicine cabinet in the bathroom and then return peacefully to bed. well my new schtick seems to be jumping up in bed and pointing out various demons and ghosts in a trance like terrified way. totally freaking out whom ever happens to be in the room. i mean waking up to someone screaming "what the hell is that" while feavershily pointing to a dark corner is just plain terrible. but i guess this is how its just gonna be for me. so the recent batch of night terrors seem to be focosed on people coming into my room and then running out again. the one that had me so freaked out on sunday night was a little girl scurrying around on all fours then running up the wall and out the window. this just blew me away . i dont think i have ever been so scared. oh well&lt;br /&gt;so then later in the week im working all crazy and long hours still not sleeping well. im driving home after a long day and i hit something that makes my car go bonkers. i pull over adn find a screw driver pointing out of my tire. i mannaged to change the tire and slink home. but then today it was crazy everywhere i looked there were discarded screw drivers all over the place in the middle of the road. it was like some evil plot to get my car or something. i was so angry at all the screwdrivers!! a once helpfull tool turned tire flattner. so just a word to the wise always look out for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-115527135320486879?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/115527135320486879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/115527135320486879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2006/08/road-dangers.html' title='road dangers'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-115457746346902536</id><published>2006-08-02T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T20:57:43.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 terrible dreams</title><content type='html'>for the last couple of weeks i have been having a really strange kinda repeat dream.  they are short and terrifying. there have been 3 of them and they worry me. i wake up in a frantic state looking around the room (half asleep) when i look to the right side of the bed there is a person standing there looking like they are bracing to jump at me. the people are not just shadowy figures but fully clad in really detailed fall clothing. unusual for my dreams to have such detail but i can remember the clothes these people are wearing down to the sneakers. they are 3 of them like i said. they are similar but diferent like they could be releated. all of them wear glasses. so the look like they are gonna jump at me they have wierd evil smiles. then they just vanish....... terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news! dragons eye recording comp called "paper" that has a new heavy lids song got a great review in the stranger http://www.thestranger.com/seattle/Content?oid=45193.&lt;br /&gt;also the one year anniversity show is coming up this weekend &lt;br /&gt;When &lt;br /&gt;August 5th&lt;br /&gt;8:15   –   9:00 Heavy Lids&lt;br /&gt;9:15   – 10:00 Tyler Potts&lt;br /&gt;10:15 – 11:00 Yann Novak &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;August 6th&lt;br /&gt;8:15   –   9:00 Ear Venom &lt;br /&gt;9:15   – 10:00 Wyndel Hunt &lt;br /&gt;10:15 – 11:00 Son of Rose &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where &lt;br /&gt;Gallery 1412&lt;br /&gt;1412 18th Ave E  (18th Ave and Union St)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cost&lt;br /&gt; $5.00 - $15.00 Sliding Scale&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Paper  Dragon'e Eye Recordings One Year Anniversary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracklist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yann Novak - Basilica di S. Maria Aracoeli&lt;br /&gt;2. Son of Rose - Reunion&lt;br /&gt;3. Wyndel Hunt - Unfold&lt;br /&gt;4. Tyler Potts - Still Happening&lt;br /&gt;5. Heavy Lids - Drum and Ghost&lt;br /&gt;6. Ear Venom - Smasher &amp; The Harar Horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the american grizzley label is getting ready to relelase "clouds are a blanket" super limieted edition. ill post more when i know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In everything is fine news. i have finished recording and am thinking about packaging and mastering stuff. its a slow road. but im happy with the little dark cloud of a record.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-115457746346902536?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/115457746346902536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/115457746346902536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2006/08/3-terrible-dreams.html' title='3 terrible dreams'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-115258263586668590</id><published>2006-07-10T17:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T18:50:35.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>up the down escalator</title><content type='html'>wow its been a long time since i have posted on here&lt;br /&gt;im sorry ! please for give me!&lt;br /&gt;i have been really busy though !!! tons of news stuff. not one but 2 heavy lids cds due out this year. furst up "clouds are a blanket" on american grizzley records. as soon as i get off my ass and send him the covers i made. they are hand printed digipaks with clouds on them spitting deadly arrows ! yes deadly arrows at the un suspecting ground beow. then yann at dragons eye recordings will be putting out "full moon is a panic" that due out in the fall. but look for a track from it on a great compilation neatly packaged called "paper" its a one year anniversity  thingy. ill be playing in seattle with other bands on the lable to celebrate its release. it looks really great yann has a nack for simplicity in design and materials. its a keeper for sure. ok and now for the everything is fine news. well i think i need to ask for help out of my little musical hole ive fallen into. HELP!! i im stuck in here and i cant get out just dig further and further into a dark cave. i have been working on a new eif record for over a year now. and i have re re re re recorded over and over. changed songs and added new ones and then gone back to the begining several times now. slowly a really dark and bleak record is developing. kinda like it has its own mind i have been calling it "cave songs" and it is killing me !!! im really attached to it though. like a evil baby or something. its sounding sparse lowfi dark and repetitive. but im pretty sure im close to the end! i have maybe 2 more songs to record. hopefully i can keep my self from starting compleetly over!! ha. im not sure if tract records will want to even touch such a difficult recording but i think it has a lot of merit. i mean why should music be all fun and party time. this one will be a good record to crawl into a cave with and do heavy pain killers. you need it you know it! no fun now or ever! any way its really a world apart from "ghosts are knocking on walls" its not lush or popy at all. there are no drums. just little echoey knocks and ticks. i got a lot of inspiration form old blues recordings form the 40s where there is just lonely dirty guitars and a lonely dirty sounding voice. i have been thinking of maybe breaking the songs into eps so that its easier to digest. not too much a poision pill so to speak.  well ill post more here as it happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-115258263586668590?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/115258263586668590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/115258263586668590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2006/07/up-down-escalator_10.html' title='up the down escalator'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-114843964589305695</id><published>2006-05-23T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T20:00:45.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>play tron</title><content type='html'>Live show: Shoegazing Night at Ground Kontroll &lt;br /&gt;Charm Particles, White Collar Trashed. everything is fine &lt;br /&gt;may 28th! show starts at 9:30 no cover!!! &lt;br /&gt;Ground Kontrol &lt;br /&gt;511 NW Couch St. &lt;br /&gt;Portland, OR 97209 &lt;br /&gt;p: (503)796-9364&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-114843964589305695?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/114843964589305695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/114843964589305695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2006/05/play-tron.html' title='play tron'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-114269604584785517</id><published>2006-03-18T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T07:34:05.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aliens beat ghosts</title><content type='html'>last night i dremt that i was on the show "days of our lives" and i was caught up with all the dramma and bickering with all the characters, when all of the sudden i started turning into a mountain! i just grew into one spur of the moment. everything and everyone is lost on my flanks and the episode is then about how everyone makes their way out of my wildernes. then there is a little side episode and it has nothing to do with the rest of the dream. im in a mobile home out in the woods and i can see thru the walls at times and i notice that a evil spirit is lurking out side and keeps circiling the trailer. it looks like a black blob in the dark with a hood kinda. and it keeps coming up to the door and then slinking back into the wooods. just then an alien comes out of a room in the trailer. its aparent to me that the alien is keeping me hostage in the trailer for some reason. the alien looks like the standard alien with big eyes and all dressed in black. the alien is aware of the evil spirit and is pissed at it. he reaches his hand out toward where the blob is waiting in the woods and his hand extends thru the walls and out side in stabbing motions trying to grab the demon. and missing, but the demon is obviously afraid of the alien and slinks away. im afraid of the alien but more afraid of the evil spirit out in the woods so im glad the alien has scared it away........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i end up lost on my own mountain locked in a mobile home with a alien and a evil demon .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on that note &lt;br /&gt;come see me play noise music under the name heavy lids at holocene sunday night &lt;br /&gt;its free&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-114269604584785517?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/114269604584785517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/114269604584785517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2006/03/aliens-beat-ghosts.html' title='aliens beat ghosts'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-114157724775253627</id><published>2006-03-05T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T08:47:27.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blinking eyes in all the trees! and reincarnated mormons.</title><content type='html'>first off hi sara! &lt;br /&gt;some strange dreams last night!! i just woke up so ill just type them out with all kinds of spelling and gramar errors just like you love ..... right?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the first one is a really good one! it was mostly visual butill try and describe it here best i can, the dream starts out and im in a movie theater taking pictures of the trees in all the shots. as im doing this i realize that there are blinking reflective eyes in all the trees! it dosent seem to have anything to do with the movie so it was puzzling. after the movie i go home and print out the pictures and i can see that they are strange monsters that can be huge or tiny and they live in the tops of all the trees watching us. i go out side and notice that they live in all the trees in real live not just in the movie i saw! so i get all my pictures together and now im in philly for some reason. i take my pictures around to all my friends by to try and show them the horrible discovery! im in a place in the city where there are hardly any trees so its kinda like a safe zone. though there are no incidents of these tree demons ever attacking people. they just watch. so to get around to all these people to show them my pictures, which i have all tucked into a cardboard folder, i need to take a taxi. and after each meeting i have to share the taxi with that person to somewhere else and try to get to the next place. its kinda like a maze! and i get real frustrated and only end up showing stuff to bruce willis.... he gets real freaked out and hellen hunt shares a taxie with us but doesnt care about the demons in the trees she has bigger worries...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now there are some ties to reality here. when i lived in south philly there was a tree out side my window which was on the second story. one night a drunk bum with a scared and disfigured face (no joke) climbed that tree and looked into my window. i heard some noise and looked out my window only to see this creepy drunk smiling face looking back at me from the tree!!! i dont think i have ever been so scared!!! my roomate at the time lived right above me so i ran up to her room and we cowerd and freaked out as we watched him climb down the window and staggar off. so i think this dream had something to do with that. as far as bruce willis and hellen hunt go i have no explanation for that! sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here is dream number two&lt;br /&gt;it involves mormons but truth be told i have no idea really of how mormons feal about reincarnation, &lt;br /&gt;in the dream im in a big wooden room like a ball room that is really old and dimly lit. its full of mormons and my mom is playing music in some group up front and im guessing that that is why im there. im having fun though and some mormons are asking me if i believe in reincarnation! now in real life as well as in this dream i have a pretty strong view on that. i think its kinda a littly story book to think that you will come back as you again, so i begin to explain to the groupe of mormons that have gathered around me that i dont really buy that. i say " well i think that the spirit is like a glass of watter and water is the same mollecular make up as all the watter on earth. and people are like a cake. all the other stuff needs the water and makes it special but eventually all that cake will be eatten but the water will be extracted by the body of what ever has eatten it it will be evaporated and come back as rain into some lake where it will be filtered and end up back in a glass and maybe back in a cake  but a totaly diferent cake and the chances it will be a cake like the last one are slim" or something like that. the mormons give up on converting me and leave me alone so i walk over to where my mom is playing some music instrument that i have never seen before and really the group is not really making music but some combination of light and tone, its strange but instead of flowers i have given my mom a huge block of chocolate that has been wrapped in butchers paper. and she has been playing a bunch of these shows so  i have apparently gotten her lots of blocks of chocolate. later i realize that she is not eating the chocolate but saving it and planning on giving it back to me. &lt;br /&gt;no star cameos in that one.... but a strange one at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well in other news i have a show comming up april 21st in seattle. ill post where adn when as i find out the details but it will be with the great bands volans and levi fuller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im also in the middle of figuring out how im gonna record all the new material i have. i go back and forth form finding a friendly place here (but truth be told so far no luck) too much attitude.. or flying back to philly and doing it there which woudl be perfect and wonderfull. but expensive.either way i want to do it in may or june. er i duno,,,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and lots of new drawings on the way lots of them. all about rainbows and wall paper .....&lt;br /&gt;ok have a nice sunday&lt;br /&gt;marc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-114157724775253627?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/114157724775253627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/114157724775253627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2006/03/blinking-eyes-in-all-trees-and.html' title='blinking eyes in all the trees! and reincarnated mormons.'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-114094507545839511</id><published>2006-02-26T00:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T01:11:17.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>songs from another place! finally out!</title><content type='html'>i got an email today form my friends at awful bliss records in italy! they just released a compilation cd with lots of great bands on it! my song flash lights which is on there and exclusive to that comp! i actually wrote the song over 5 years ago! but just recorded the final version this year. an older version was recorded for  the un released first eif cd "lights like fans bullets like rain"  but it didnt make the final cd which intern never saw the light of day either. the song is about 2 things one real life and one dream! i had a dream where me and a shadowy friend were running thru the forest really fast. then the atmosphere changes as we are chased by flashlights till we cant run anymore.... and i think i had that dream after me and my friend scot  would hide in the woods when we were kids and throw dirt clumps at the near by houses. sometimes people would come running out of the houses and chase us thru the woods. it was always dusk and hard to see. scott was always better at seeing who was chasing us and always found us a good place to hide and wait out our chasers.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;other news!&lt;br /&gt;i took down the drawings from the portland art center show today. i was suprised to find out that i had sold 2 drawings! and some books. i think im gonna use some of the money to pay for mastering of the new record i have been working on when its ready! i have decided not to go to a studio and use the bulk of material i recorded at home and just get them mastered real good!! i think i only have to re record a couple songs..... that should happen in a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, Finally, the double CD compilation (USA/CANADA + ITALY) ' Songs for Another Place ' is available in their store : &lt;br /&gt;www.awfulbliss.it/eng/store.htm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It includes 38 previously unreleased tracks of : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faris Nourallah , Great Lake Swimmers, Will Johnson, Everything is Fine, Barzin, LUCA, Elephant Micah, Holy Sons, Tobin Sprout, Lazarus, Tracker, Unbunny, Jeffrey Luck Lucas, Swearing at Motorists, Dolorean, The Cannery, Phosphorescent, Hotel Alexis, The Strugglers, Hirsches, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS + + + + &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs for Ulan, Prague, Giardini di Mirò, Midwest, Satellite Inn, Franklin Delano, A Toys Orchestra, Goodmorningboy, Ultraviolet Makes Me Sick, GEA, Cesare Basile, Hogwash, Psyco Sun, Edwood, The Softone, Buzzino, Rosolina Mar, Blessed Child Opera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... FIRST 99 COPIES COMES IN A ' GOLD ' COLOURED PACKAGE AND ARE BUYABLE ONLY THROUGH THE MAILORDER! &lt;br /&gt;...... ALL 1000 COPIES ARE HANDNUMBERD!&lt;br /&gt;...... ON OUT WEBSITE www.awfulbliss.it YOU FIND INTERVIEWS WITH THE USA/CANADA BANDS OF SONGS FOR ANOTHER PLACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awful_Bliss Records&lt;br /&gt;www.awfulbliss.it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-114094507545839511?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/114094507545839511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/114094507545839511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2006/02/songs-from-another-place-finally-out_26.html' title='songs from another place! finally out!'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-114094507439155444</id><published>2006-02-26T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T01:11:14.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>songs from another place! finally out!</title><content type='html'>i got an email today form my friends at awful bliss records in italy! they just released a compilation cd with lots of great bands on it! my song flash lights which is on there and exclusive to that comp! i actually wrote the song over 5 years ago! but just recorded the final version this year. an older version was recorded for  the un released first eif cd "lights like fans bullets like rain"  but it didnt make the final cd which intern never saw the light of day either. the song is about 2 things one real life and one dream! i had a dream where me and a shadowy friend were running thru the forest really fast. then the atmosphere changes as we are chased by flashlights till we cant run anymore.... and i think i had that dream after me and my friend scot  would hide in the woods when we were kids and throw dirt clumps at the near by houses. sometimes people would come running out of the houses and chase us thru the woods. it was always dusk and hard to see. scott was always better at seeing who was chasing us and always found us a good place to hide and wait out our chasers.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;other news!&lt;br /&gt;i took down the drawings from the portland art center show today. i was suprised to find out that i had sold 2 drawings! and some books. i think im gonna use some of the money to pay for mastering of the new record i have been working on when its ready! i have decided not to go to a studio and use the bulk of material i recorded at home and just get them mastered real good!! i think i only have to re record a couple songs..... that should happen in a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, Finally, the double CD compilation (USA/CANADA + ITALY) ' Songs for Another Place ' is available in their store : &lt;br /&gt;www.awfulbliss.it/eng/store.htm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It includes 38 previously unreleased tracks of : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faris Nourallah , Great Lake Swimmers, Will Johnson, Everything is Fine, Barzin, LUCA, Elephant Micah, Holy Sons, Tobin Sprout, Lazarus, Tracker, Unbunny, Jeffrey Luck Lucas, Swearing at Motorists, Dolorean, The Cannery, Phosphorescent, Hotel Alexis, The Strugglers, Hirsches, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS + + + + &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs for Ulan, Prague, Giardini di Mirò, Midwest, Satellite Inn, Franklin Delano, A Toys Orchestra, Goodmorningboy, Ultraviolet Makes Me Sick, GEA, Cesare Basile, Hogwash, Psyco Sun, Edwood, The Softone, Buzzino, Rosolina Mar, Blessed Child Opera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...... FIRST 99 COPIES COMES IN A ' GOLD ' COLOURED PACKAGE AND ARE BUYABLE ONLY THROUGH THE MAILORDER! &lt;br /&gt;...... ALL 1000 COPIES ARE HANDNUMBERD!&lt;br /&gt;...... ON OUT WEBSITE www.awfulbliss.it YOU FIND INTERVIEWS WITH THE USA/CANADA BANDS OF SONGS FOR ANOTHER PLACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awful_Bliss Records&lt;br /&gt;www.awfulbliss.it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-114094507439155444?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/114094507439155444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/114094507439155444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2006/02/songs-from-another-place-finally-out_26.html' title='songs from another place! finally out!'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-114037517005530118</id><published>2006-02-19T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T10:52:50.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>red weather tigers!</title><content type='html'>hey if you like to spend time floating round myspace check out my side project red weather tigers "http://www.myspace.com/redweathertigers" its a long distance collaboration with grumpy bear (az) and theath (richmond indiana) and me (portland oregon)  we are in the middle of trading files back and forth in the mail, as they are finished we will post some samples on the myspace page! right now there is a new song on there for you to check out! &lt;br /&gt;also the reissue of the tract records will oldham tribute is done and shipping. it has covers from scout niblett, calexico, mark kozelek, court and spark, and iron and wine. The first 400 orders will receive ENGAÑO. A Tract records compilation featuring many of its artists and associates covering each others' songs. everything is fine covered pink nasty's trench coat blues. and tiger saw coverd everything is fine's mt erebus.  ALSO!! tract is putting out a compilation called "what are teh museums doing" its a bunch of great muscians that thomas at tract found on my space but has nothing to do with promoting myspace. there is a new eif song on there called "in winter-in summer" demo version. you can order and listen to some samples here http://www.tractrecords.com/TR035.htm. and lastly look for the tract comp "eye of the beholder4" to be released soon. it will feature teh eif  song "god damn song" its a song i wrote over a year ago about my anxiety about driving with road raging maniacs!&lt;br /&gt;ok thats all for this cold sunday morning! thanks for your time. more wierd dreams to be posted here soon! if you have an interesting dream send it to me adn maybe iill post it here for everyone to read and pick apart in a overly critical way! good times. &lt;br /&gt;love marc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-114037517005530118?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/114037517005530118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/114037517005530118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2006/02/red-weather-tigers.html' title='red weather tigers!'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-113854978231998536</id><published>2006-01-29T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T07:49:42.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a stuffed dog and a piano and kung fu zombies and a mummified head</title><content type='html'>so stuff is hapening !!! &lt;br /&gt;come see my drawingsss!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mariana Tres, Marc Manning, TJ Norris, and Craig Payne will all be featured at the Portland Art Center Annex (32 NW 5th St.). the exhibition opens on First Thursday, February 2 and will run through February 25th. i will be selling a limited edition book for cheep there. not sure about the price yet but it wont be expensive.&lt;br /&gt;and come see me play a show!!!&lt;br /&gt;at berbati's pan! feb 8th &lt;br /&gt;bret vogel (from crosstide) &lt;br /&gt;day of lions &lt;br /&gt;everything is fine &lt;br /&gt;gigitygigitygigity &lt;br /&gt;$5 21&amp;up &lt;br /&gt;10 Sw 3rd Ave show starts at 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wow i havent had a dream in a couple weeks and then i get slammed with 2 doozies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok first one&lt;br /&gt;i guess im in a book store looking at large format picture books. this one in particular is a book of pictures taken by nike designers or something like that. so im flipping thru the book and i se a picture of a apartment building i lived in in philadelphia. and im so overwhelmed with nostalgia that i decide to go back to visit this appartment. when i get there i find the place is abandoned and falling apart with spiders and webs all over.  for some reason all my old stuff is still there. there is a pile of more picture books (in real life i have a habit of hiding stuff in my books like letters and pictures) so i start looking thru my old art books and i find all these old letters and i keep putting them in my pockets, my pockets are getting so ful that i have to stop, but remember ther is one book that has a certain letter that i want to find for some reason, i decide to go up to the atic i get up there adn there are not really ghosts but like holograms of my roomates that lived there with me and i talk to them for a bit. just chatting, then i find a shrink wrapped pallet piled high of more of my books. and its blocking what seems to be a pasage to a smaller room. so the floor is creaky and unstable and its slow dangerous going but i finaly make it to this room, its set up lika an old 1800 living room with all the furnishings in place but covered in webs and dust. i see something moving in the corner of my eye and i fly over to it.(yes i can fly in this dream) there is a old piano in the corner which i remember really well for some reason but dont know from where or when, sitting next to the piano is a stuffed german shepherd all creepy and dusty and its moving when i look away slightly and its mean.  i decide that its guarding the piano or maybe waiting for a dead master to come back and play the piano . i start to play it the dog attacks me and i crush it till its just dust. then a real german shepherd appears near the piano and he is real friendly and happy, like i freed him or something, so i start playing the piano and this really great feeling comes over me like i have played this piano before  and i suddenly know all these really old songs adn the dog is howling next to me but its in tune and great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream 2&lt;br /&gt;me and  berto and sven are walking thru the woods for some reason and we see thru the trees some strange looking teenage girls walking thru the woods in some kinda trance. every time someone walks up to one of them they attack them brutally with kung fu. there seem to be more and more of them adn we start trying to figure how we are going to escpae the forrest with out getting killed by these zombie kung fu girls. some how we manage to give them the slip and we find there headquarters deep in the woods in an old mansion. they are like some kind of cult and there is a black robed woman who is ther leader who keeps them in a state of hypnosis. they live in these tiny little rooms with only a bed adn white walls and she appears on the walls in a hologram every morning and tells them to go out and conbert everyone they meet. the hologram is concluded every time with her fighting a bear! and throwing it out of a window! then she turns into a stag and the hologram fades out! so me and berto and sven decide to go and try to stop her. we find her room and she is not there. so we find a staircase that leads down to some kinda labratory. its dark down there and it looks like she has not been here for quite some time. we start lookilng around and we step on a mummified human head that was laying on the floor. it snaps and growls adn howls and is freaking out all over the floor in some kinda frenzy and we are all trying to keep out of its way as it thrashes around the room. it starts telling us somehting about how the cult leader woman did this to him. then she appears in a little ball of light and she is so upset by the sight of the head that she starts crying. the whold house falls appart and disapears and we are back in the forest again just walking around.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wierd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-113854978231998536?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/113854978231998536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/113854978231998536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2006/01/stuffed-dog-and-piano-and-kung-fu.html' title='a stuffed dog and a piano and kung fu zombies and a mummified head'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-113721843588654739</id><published>2006-01-13T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T22:00:35.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not rats, or rabbits, or monkeys.</title><content type='html'>but pigs!&lt;br /&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/asia-pacific/4605202.stm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-113721843588654739?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/113721843588654739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/113721843588654739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2006/01/not-rats-or-rabbits-or-monkeys.html' title='not rats, or rabbits, or monkeys.'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-113652529787285484</id><published>2006-01-05T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T21:28:17.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rooms and windows</title><content type='html'>hey some art news!&lt;br /&gt;WINDOW PROJECT DEBUT&lt;br /&gt;1715 NW Lovejoy, Portland, Oregon&lt;br /&gt;2 of my drawings are up in the window now so go check it out &lt;br /&gt;"Debuting in the window this month is work by Marc Manning and Craig Payne (Portland Modern, Issue no. 3), on display through January 28th."&lt;br /&gt;also i have an exhibition coming up of some of my drawings-&lt;br /&gt;"February 2006 is the month of Portland Modern as all six of our current artists will be exhibiting across two venues - the Portland Art Center Annex - Mariana Tres, Marc Manning, TJ Norris, and Craig Payne will all be featured at the Portland Art Center Annex (32 NW 5th St.). Specific details regarding openings and other events to be announced and are available at www.portlandmodern.org &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also in music news! i added "ghosts are knocking on walls" to cd baby today so soon it will be available on i tunes and other digital download services. ill keep you posted. &lt;br /&gt; also there are new full albums worth of material recorded for everything is fine and heavy lids.... not sure what to do with all this stuff. maybe ill master it all and release stuff this year.... ill also keep you posted on that. &lt;br /&gt;i finished a little book of drawings nothing fancy just neat and cool in a smart red cover and silk screened sleeve. ill be selling them at my art show in february. they are a limited edition of 100.&lt;br /&gt;ok more as it happens&lt;br /&gt;love marc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-113652529787285484?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/113652529787285484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/113652529787285484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2006/01/rooms-and-windows.html' title='rooms and windows'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-113590315100789586</id><published>2005-12-29T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T16:39:11.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 best and stuff</title><content type='html'>well its the end of the year and i have to say its been a really tough one! i mean really! i really hope 2006 lets up a bit.&lt;br /&gt;so here is my top 10 records of the year&lt;br /&gt;1 dead meadow "feathers"&lt;br /&gt;2 sunn0)) "black 1"&lt;br /&gt;3 devendra banhart "cripple crow"&lt;br /&gt;4 angels of light / acron family&lt;br /&gt;5 xiu xiu "la for tet"&lt;br /&gt;6 tiny viperss "st" /johana kunin "sighlense" kelp quarterly&lt;br /&gt;7 grumpy bear "hmmm were a little bit lonely these days"&lt;br /&gt;8 chad vangaalen "infinite heart"&lt;br /&gt;9 auto pilot&lt;br /&gt;10 the cure "faith" reissue with "carnage visiors"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just back from the Hospital after a 6 day stay with pancreatitis its pretty terrible and i think from now on im gonna eat celery forever. &lt;br /&gt;happy new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-113590315100789586?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/113590315100789586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/113590315100789586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/12/10-best-and-stuff.html' title='10 best and stuff'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-113297037995340586</id><published>2005-11-25T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T17:59:39.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the corners there is light.....</title><content type='html'>hey its the day after thanksgiving and i have been working on the my space eif page. i added some buttons with nifty html. you can buy "ghosts are knocking on walls", "the cold hands ep", and the new 4way split "if we were trees" right from me using pay pal. i also added a i tunes button!!! 2 of my old demos "vents" and "the telephone is breathing" are avaliable on itunes, so now you can get to them on the my space page. &lt;br /&gt;in other news i exhibition of my work that was featured in the Portland Modern magazine will be hapening sometime in february. it will mostly be drawings of natural disasters and nervous ghosts. good times. &lt;br /&gt;There are 2 eif live shows in december. the 6th at acme with joanah khunin and tiny vipers, and december 14th at ash street. for this one id like to ask anyone in portland who has a beard to show up and do your best deliverence impressions. this will be funny only to me but hey im worth it. &lt;br /&gt;oh and i almost forgot that the 4 way split that i mentioned above is done and shipping to happy customers. but is limited to only 100 copies. so get one while they last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-113297037995340586?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/113297037995340586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/113297037995340586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/11/in-corners-there-is-light.html' title='in the corners there is light.....'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-113227547435607774</id><published>2005-11-17T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T16:57:54.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ghosts and explosions and a little goblin</title><content type='html'>so last nigh around 6 ish  i was just making dinner and let me tell you it was looking real good.  i was using my bright orange microwave (left over from the time when everything was se thru colorred plastic to try to look like a imac) and then there was this bright explosion out in the street. it was like fireworks right out in front of the house, sparks were falling as a cluter of wires were bursting into flames in the front yard. the plastic started melting off the wires and driped to the ground in little firey droplets. the fire dept showed up and they just kinda stood there looking up at this little firecracker in the sky like the rest of us. every minute or so it would explode till the wires were all burned up and the power to all the houses on the block was out. its strange to me when the power goes out. its like someone unpluged life and you are in this little limbo. its quiet and it would be nice if you werent so worried about getting the tv back on. i never think that it will bother me but when it happens its like " ok so now what do we do" there was some talk about going to a hotel for the night. then large trucks arrived, i was laying on the couch pretending they were aliens with gus. imagining all the mechanical sounds were spaceships and robots. lots of hustle and a nap later the lights were back on. it was a pretty show though. dinner was ruined but i ate what was salvagable today it wasnt bad. this neighborhood is a pretty lively one. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;in this dream im in a old house all wood and dark. and im aware that its haunted and im starting to realize that im the only one in the house that can see the ghosts. they appear like dark shadowy fog and float after me. the closer they get the more i can make out the particular nature of each ghost. there is one ghost that scares me so much that i go crazy and scream at the top of my lungs and rol up in a ball when ever it comes in the room. it looks like a shadow of a slim person but thats all i can see. its so full of dread and evil. after a while i start running into the dark clouds when they apperar like some knda wierd commakazi. i dont know why im doing this. but it seems to help, i mean its really terrible each time i do it but it kinda makes them less in number. but it makes me compleetly crazy so by the end im just a pile of goo in the corner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gus not only had the flu he had the 2nd confirmed case of dog flu in oregon!!! he is much better now and has stoped snotting on all the surfaces. he loves to bark now . and when i call him a little goblin he looks at me and shakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was told that january or february might be when an exhibition of my new drawings might occur. mark brandau of portland modern is doing a great job of managing all the art stuff for me these days. im really glad he is around. he even sold one of my drawings !!! to someone in sanfrancisco! sometimes its nice when life is not such a struggle. its like you push and you push and every once in a while it slips a little for you. and its like this exhale. "sometimes everything is easy"&lt;br /&gt;but hardly ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-113227547435607774?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/113227547435607774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/113227547435607774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/11/ghosts-and-explosions-and-little.html' title='ghosts and explosions and a little goblin'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-113047591171511401</id><published>2005-10-27T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T22:08:14.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gus has the flu</title><content type='html'>in this one im driving to work early in the morning like i always do its dark and rainy. but as i set out i have to avoid cats lots of them running out of the woods and into the street in front of my car. the further i go the more cats come running in waves. adn all the whole time there is this lottery billboard flashing 20 million in big red letters. gus is my dogs name, gus has the flu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-113047591171511401?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/113047591171511401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/113047591171511401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/10/gus-has-flu.html' title='gus has the flu'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-112969369165748199</id><published>2005-10-18T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T20:48:11.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>derek has no head</title><content type='html'>this is a great dream that derek jo brocket sent me. its so good that i thought id post it. good times-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was all a dream! you see. .well, there was this head on the top shelf of my closet. it seemed as if only i knew it was there. it was alive. it would talk and bob around as if it knew it all. short cropped hair and wrinkled face. i got sick of its shit and got a chair, climbed up to the top, and let the head have it. i saw the head was dead then, but no blood, then it sort of exploded in it to the point where it is a big mess. i get paranoid, but i remember that no body even knows the head exists but me. then people start asking about the head, 'how-s the head? they ask. the head's children come around asking, 'have you seen the head?' it is awful. then weeks later in reality, i see that the head is really somebody that is in the news as of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- so derek where is the head?&lt;br /&gt;so robert is out of town this week he hates sushi and most asian foods. so while he is gone me and stephen are eating silly amounts of pan asian delights. our bellies full with delights and seasonings from afar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also we are givng a home to a dog we met at the humane society. his new name is Gus (his old name was "jungles") he is a little short hair jack russel puppy. he beggs and howels. he is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so eif news and stuff...ok there are 2-3ish things in the works. some releases mostly all waiting my print gocco japanese printing machine. well the first thing that will likely get finished is the tract records 4 way split cd with songs from me derek joe brockett, theath, and grumpy bear. the packaging will be tree theemed. and will be done in a month or so. &lt;br /&gt;the next thing to be compleated is a little artist book to be accompanied with a heavy lids disk as a sound track. its gonna be limeited to 100 hand made copies. and probably will be sold at shows and on the website somehow and maybe at gallery shows.&lt;br /&gt;sleepy now&lt;br /&gt;time for bed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-112969369165748199?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112969369165748199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112969369165748199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/10/derek-has-no-head.html' title='derek has no head'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-112933490357996759</id><published>2005-10-14T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T17:08:23.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe ill drive a semi someday</title><content type='html'>so i had this thought the other day and really the whole thing is embarrasing (robert told me how to spell that) . i was driving in my car and i passed a big semi tractor trailor and i thought to myself that ill probably never know what its like to drive one. well for some reason this really bummed me out. i never really knew that i wanted to drive one but the thought of dying without ever sitting behind the wheel really distrubed me. what ever so to make myself feel better i made a pact with myself that i would not turn down the opportunity if it arose... turning 31 has been a little strange for me. among the realizations that came to me on my birthday were the awareness of some strange mental habbits. i realize that every and i mean every single time im in the car and i see mag wheels on another car i think about how much fun it would be to stick a carrot (yes  carrot) into the moving wheel.  the other thing i do is pretend that i have a powerfull laser that i hold and cut all the trees down for miles and miles and miles.... i bet your afraid that ill be driving a truck thinking all these batty things. and your right to be i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-112933490357996759?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112933490357996759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112933490357996759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/10/maybe-ill-drive-semi-someday.html' title='maybe ill drive a semi someday'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-112822899709002900</id><published>2005-10-01T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T21:56:37.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the pope game</title><content type='html'>my art is featured in the new issue of portland modern http://www.radiusstudio.com/portlandmodern/ . so just watching tv and i realized that space age polymer = good. just an observation. it seems like if it were just a polymer it woldnt be special. so the last dream was pretty odd. i was on a reality show taht was ment to pick the next pope. but it was done "this is your life" style. so i "naturaly" was the favorite to be pope. and part of the show was showing the good deeds adn miracles each contestant had done in their life. i had 2 wonderfull things to my credit. the first was a emotional graphic showing of footage of me performing some wierd foot surgurey on someone where i choped off someones foot and attached it to someone else. i was so moved by the showing of this that i almost started crying in my floating barber chair that i was sitting in. the second thing i invented a doughnut filled with meat.... kinda like a hamburger tempua..... but i guess this was good enough to make me pope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-112822899709002900?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112822899709002900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112822899709002900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/10/pope-game.html' title='the pope game'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-112769199111290498</id><published>2005-09-25T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T16:46:31.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad beam up</title><content type='html'>sometimes i think im way too sensative. there are way more than a couple of things that are cllues. the first is that i cry when i listen to npr... not when they play the news that just makes me mad. but when they play stuff with a sad sound track about some "human story" i cry like a baby. also this morning i was watching star trek1 and the part when they go to beam up the people and there is some sort of malfunction and the people get all screwed up and then captain kurk gets the message back "what we got back here didnt live very long thankfully" man that distrubed me so much...... all day i have been thinking about what the people must have looked like configured wrongly in the little transporter thingy. horrible mental images.... i think i need to go eat some nutty bars to make me feel better. mmm nutty bars. ok so right buisness!!! ok so i played at the fez ball room last week and it was probably one of my favorite places to play so far in portland. like a dark comfy opium den. so they asked me to join the bill this thursday and i said yes. so my plan is to play more jamy space noisy stuff this time. and i have been thinking of playing the mf cover dreaming moon. the mf comp that sctas is doing is almost all filled out and has some great stuff on it. last night i drempt that i had 3 microwaves a small one that could only fit bagels. my current smallish orange i mac inspired sharp (that i love ) and a very large one that could cook very large things. i had no idea that my subconcious was so worried about this. but maybe i need more cooking capacity and it all needs to be done with micro waves. oh oh oh and i got a talking japanese watch. it tells teh time i think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-112769199111290498?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112769199111290498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112769199111290498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/09/bad-beam-up.html' title='bad beam up'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-112735989953035820</id><published>2005-09-21T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T20:31:39.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>september 22nd</title><content type='html'>Hey just a  note to let you that im playing sept 22nd at the fez&lt;br /&gt;316 sw 11th&lt;br /&gt;Late notice as usual I play at 9&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the short notice&lt;br /&gt;But if you feel like it come on out&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;br /&gt;marc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-112735989953035820?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112735989953035820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112735989953035820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/09/september-22nd.html' title='september 22nd'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-112519455346730998</id><published>2005-08-27T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T21:50:51.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grub, ferett, beaver.</title><content type='html'>ok new dream. me robert and stephen are walking around a tropical island looking for houses i guess im not sure. and in the dream there is this raido commentary going on describing where we are and what we are doing. so as we walk around we notice that everyone is making these large wood hat shapes that are the size of walls. so the commentary is saying that the natives of the island when they go out at night wear huge hats that they made from wooden forms during the day. so as we are walkling around i notice what lookes like a long strand of grass that has fallen around my neck, the closer i look at it the more i realise that its a bug. it has little legs and creepy little eyes. so i throw it on the grownd and it starts to kinda turn into a grub looking insect and me and stephen start trying to squish it. so we are stomping on it over and over and its not dying but its flailing around like its in terrible pain and its struggling. and its terrible so we start trying harder to kill it so we can put it out of its mysery. so its little face starts looking diferent like a ferret or something and we are stepping on it and its looking kinda more and more like a ferret. so robert yells at us to stop so we do. and it is shaking and starts to look like its getting better. so it starts growing fur and eventually turns into a bever and we hug and cuddle with it. we love it and it loves us. so we decide to keep it as a pet.  &lt;br /&gt;so i got a box of the new cd the other day looks really great. its distributued thru parasol and choke so if you want to order it for your store you can get it there. ok thats all for now. my little sister says that if big foot spoke spanish she would ask him "how much" and "see you tomorrow" .  i would say to him "what is your name" and " i dont speak spanish".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-112519455346730998?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112519455346730998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112519455346730998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/08/grub-ferett-beaver.html' title='grub, ferett, beaver.'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-112432461256247382</id><published>2005-08-17T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T21:51:30.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>return to me</title><content type='html'>well my car is back home safe and sound. it went on a joy ride with some hoodlums. but they only stole my cheep sunglasses. im glad little honda is back. so the great blog bedroom dancing posted a nice review of the new cd ghosts are knokcking on walls you can read it here http://bedroomdancing.typead.com/ and its out and finished and stuff so you can buy it here http://www.tractrecords.com. well i have lots of new stuff im working on i have a whole albums worth of heavy lids stuff that im trying to decide what to do with. im also working on a project called "red weather tigers" for this i have done some niftly tiger drawings and send some basic ideas of songs to thomas heath "theath" who is also a co conspirator, along with the guys form grumpy bear. more here as it happens. i did have a pretty interesting dream a couple days ago about big foot speaking spanish and being the size of a baboon. but its already been too long and i cant remember the good parts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-112432461256247382?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112432461256247382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112432461256247382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/08/return-to-me.html' title='return to me'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-112368274953196271</id><published>2005-08-10T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T07:05:49.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poor black honda</title><content type='html'>i have a bunch of new dreams i wanted to post but im to disturbed to post them due to the recent theft of my car. im really upset. poor thing is was such a good car, now its alone and scared and with some bad tv style hoodlums. i hope they dont hurt it. please bring my little honda back. i wish i had theft insurence. that car has been with me since i lived in philly. i always knew it was to good a car for me. poor lil thing. ok ill post some dreams tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-112368274953196271?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112368274953196271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112368274953196271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/08/poor-black-honda.html' title='poor black honda'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-112225346982705742</id><published>2005-07-24T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T18:04:29.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i broke roberts toe</title><content type='html'>today i broke roberts toe. too much rough housing... &lt;br /&gt;thomas at tract records has sent all the art for the release of "ghosts are knocking on walls" to the duplicating company. so its just a matter of time. release date is late august.  &lt;br /&gt;last night i drempt that there was a tiger, lion, and puma in the house. they were all angry and hungry and in dog cages. they broke out and i spent all my time trying to find a safe place to sleep and not get killed by big cats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-112225346982705742?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112225346982705742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112225346982705742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-broke-roberts-toe.html' title='i broke roberts toe'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-112191512280571381</id><published>2005-07-20T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T20:05:22.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>velcro kidneys</title><content type='html'>playing july 21st at noir 203 se grand at 11pm. &lt;br /&gt;in diabeties class this week the teacher had a shirt with piillow stuffed organs velcrowed to it. when she would talk about kidneys she would rip the stuffed one off her smock and hold it victorious in the air like a  viking the sick sound of velcro ripping still echoing in the air.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-112191512280571381?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112191512280571381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112191512280571381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/07/velcro-kidneys.html' title='velcro kidneys'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-112161142311299695</id><published>2005-07-17T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T07:43:43.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>your cursed, im cursed, were all cursed, big deal.</title><content type='html'>so i had a pretty wierd dream and it was about 3 people (none of which were anyone i know) who are all being chased by ghosts of abusive dead parents. they are actually being chased around the world by these ghosts. and they see various therapists to help them deal with the ghosts in hopes of becoming well. here is a line one of the characters a woman said that keeps ringing in my head as kinda funny. she is talking to her a therapist after almost being run down by a car driven by the ghost of her father. and being forced to eat a whole rolled up bolt of carpet as some wierd ritual to temporarly banish her ghost for a bit. while here and her 2 other characters sit regrouping after the incident she says. " doctor im not sure im dealing well with the mental time travel nessasary to make me well. i keep getting lost" .  I think the reason that this is resonating with me is that introspection is something that is really important to do from time to time and its kinda like a mental time travel, and its really easy to get lost and confused. there are so many ways that your brain can trick you. This dream had a lot of similarities to the movie i saw a couple days ago called "howls moving castel" . in the movie all the main characters have a curse on them and the plot follows how the characters deal with eachother trying to help eachother and some times hindering eachother all in the parameters of each individual curse. in my dream all the characters are being pursued by the ghosts of dead parents. they all try to help eachother but also get pulled into the others struggle. this is so much like human life. except the curse we are all under is our own baggage. i have yet to meet someone who is baggage free. the perills of human life is not only your baggage but the effects of every one elses baggage in our lifes path. in my dream the main characters start to realize that they will never out run these ghosts. and in the movie the characters never really get their curses lifted. they just kind of deal with it all. its a balancing act how to not let your baggage inpact to greatly on someone else and how not ot fall to far into someone elses personal battle that you for get your own path, or you get lost all together. so i guess the moral of my dream is dont get lost in your own head, dont get lost in someone elses head, dont do either as an excuse to get out of doing what you really need to do in order to better your self. dont be too self absorbed that you pull others into your dramma. know when its good to lend a hand and when its a trap. know when to stop thinking about it. like now. its really all pointless to worry about any way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-112161142311299695?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112161142311299695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112161142311299695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/07/your-cursed-im-cursed-were-all-cursed.html' title='your cursed, im cursed, were all cursed, big deal.'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-112158719993413973</id><published>2005-07-17T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T00:59:59.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lolita and holywood forever</title><content type='html'>so tonight i had the pleasure of watching the old movie lolita in the holywood forever cemetary in holywood. they projected it on the wall of a mosaleaum in the center of the cemetery. there were a ton of people there. they all camp out on this empty grassy area and wait till it gets dark wile a dj plays exotica . and you are flanked by palm trees and crypts and orange glowing  dusky sky. and what a great movie. i was in creature comfort bliss with my snacks and blankets and newly purchased target folding chair. adn all for 10 clams. what a great time. im itching to get back to portland and start practicing for my show on thursday. i also have the artwork for "ghosts are knocking on walls" finished i just need to order a sticker and narrow down a pantone color. but things are moving really fast on it. im glad its been waiting for 2 years to be heard so that makes me feel good. i had some dreams last night but i cant remember them. i saw a strange dream like movie called howls moving castel the other day and i think it has shorted my dream recog function by being such a strange one. its good though i suggest you go check it out if you like random plot shifts and japanese animation.  ok good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-112158719993413973?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112158719993413973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112158719993413973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/07/lolita-and-holywood-forever.html' title='lolita and holywood forever'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-112140771221474838</id><published>2005-07-14T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T23:08:32.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pile of hair in the woods</title><content type='html'>so there was this story on the news about a pile of human hair found by a hiker in the cascades. and its all i can do to not picture this pile of blond locks sitting shaded by pines with a thin shaft of light illuminating it like some shrine to a mysterious saint. any way i think that as omnious as it seems its probably some wacky hair cut gone wild. a hiker decides he needs a haircut or something. but it will be the desk top image of my brain for some time. the show at noir last night went really well. i playled some new songs and recorded a bad cassete of the show for thomas at tract. here is the list of songs 1 whistle song. i have been starting my set with this one  lately. its also on the new comp ball of wax. 2 was a new song called HERE COMES THE ICE about wierd killer ice storms. 3rd was devil in your smile 4th amyl nitrate 5th long night, 6th candels an old bogy creek re make. 7th the forrest a new one about killer monsters in teh woods. levi fuller adnd amateur radio operator put on great shows. they are great guys. im playing again at noir next week the 21st at 11. ill post more about that later. i wonder how many un discovered piles of hair lay cozy in the setting rays of the sun nesstled amongst pine needles there are tonight. i hope they sleep well tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-112140771221474838?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112140771221474838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112140771221474838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/07/pile-of-hair-in-woods.html' title='pile of hair in the woods'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-112087739010539435</id><published>2005-07-08T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T00:57:02.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>levitating nervous</title><content type='html'>funny thing i overheard today at the chinese buffet today. cranky old man says to his whining wife "if you want sympathy you can find it in the dictionary between shit and shitless" he he, the real funny part is that smypathy is not between shit and shitless in the dictionary.  i just got the mp3 file today of tiger saw's cover of my song "mt erebus" for tracts comp of swapped songs. it sounds so great that i dont think it deserves to be called my song anymore. they did a great job. i covered pink nasty's trench coat blues. it was challenging. i dont think i quite hit the mark on it. but its all done and its out of my hands.  ok so here is last nights dream. im in a college dorm and its christmas break so no one is there. its not the dorm that i went to school at. but im there alone and i decide that i want to go looking thru everyones stuff for entertainment. so as im snooping here and there, and i hear running water. it turns out that there is someone else in the builting and they are taking a shower in the halway. so i manage to hide before the halway showerer sees me. but just as that happnes all the students are suddenly there in my panic as im trying to run away i notice i can float glide and levitate. so the rest of my dream is me getting better at it and levitating all over the palce. i woke up thinking i could still do it. i really almost dove into the air when i got up. it was pretty wierd. i thought about it all day that id never know i couldnt glide if i didnt try it. and maybe if i really believed it it woudl happen. i want to be a flying man. always have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-112087739010539435?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112087739010539435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112087739010539435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/07/levitating-nervous.html' title='levitating nervous'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-112079563556490947</id><published>2005-07-07T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T21:07:15.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fast comets</title><content type='html'>i started practacing for my show at noir on the 13th of july today. maybe try some new songs and noises and stuff. it was a little frustrating. today had a wierd vibe. i guess any day that has bombings all over npr makes for a tense day. at work im flanked by guys who think we should nuke the middle east and korea. i feel so tired of defending my liberal point of view so id dont argue anymore. and it seems anymore that everyone is turning agressive republican. it really bugs me. ahhh well. &lt;br /&gt;on another note it seems that tract records is going to fast track the release of the cd i recorded in philly at sound gun almost 2 years ago "ghosts are knocking on walls" along with a split 7" with dereck joe brockett out in the fall. busy busy busy i think the 7" is gonna come with a button. neat. the highlight of today was a video on nasa.gov that showed a commet smacking into a probe. the images are cold black adn white and beautifull. thats all for today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-112079563556490947?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112079563556490947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112079563556490947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/07/fast-comets.html' title='fast comets'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-112049985890300877</id><published>2005-07-04T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T10:57:38.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shirts and mountains and late for work</title><content type='html'>so last nights dream was more of an anxiety dream about impending return to work on tuesday. i lived with my wife (wich is strange on many levils) in a house that is kinda like a tree house way up in the mountains kinda like a floating house. the house hase a wooden deck around it and below that is just clouds. so i get up late for work and i need to find work shirts. but my work shirts are on a line that streaches out to mt hood adn im tugging on this line and its all urgent and im almost falling off. but i did get all my shirts off the lilne. the whole time my wife is slamming doors and screaming. she has a blurry face. this is a strange one in that is it so boring. funny how such a boring dream can be such a action packed adventure when you are having it . "the sagga of the shirts on a high close line" a ablock buster for sure. mt st hellens did something yesterday. some of the lava dome caved in or something. the usgs is so slow to report new stuff. i have to admit that i was a little disapointed to hear that the dome collapsed. i had heard something that if it kept growing that in 10 years it would look kinda like it did before it blew in 1980 and i was hoping to watch a mountain grow. then it would blow up all over again. mt st hellens seems to know that we want . its like a ratings monger. im glad volcanoes are finally getting off the whole thousand years between activity thing. we humans get bored fast. mt st hellens delivers the goods thats all. so i was looking forward to watching a mountain form in 10 years instead of 1000. maybe im too impatient. i had this daydream the other day where i was staring at the table and thinking about atoms. (everyone does that right???) any way i was thinking about that twilight zone where there is a race of microscpoic icon buliding people. do you know that one? any way i was thinking about how the solar system is kinda like a mollecule or an atom. and maybe the whole thing is kinda like when you take 2 mirrors and place them side by side and get the never ending room thing. well what if planets and atoms are like that never ending in both scales. huh probably not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-112049985890300877?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112049985890300877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112049985890300877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/07/shirts-and-mountains-and-late-for-work.html' title='shirts and mountains and late for work'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14165023.post-112042561932431626</id><published>2005-07-03T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T14:23:06.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>motor candel</title><content type='html'>my first post. woo hoo , well today i learned how to change a spark plug on my vespa. for the first time i did something involving a engine that worked. man it feels good. i have been spending a lot of time lately watching gay softball. and im suprised how entertaining it is. lots of witty banter. and no one seems all that upset if they loose. and the chants are pretty funny. last night i vistited my friend scott while he was dj-ing at the dirty duck. its always neat to go to a gay bar and hear good old metal. he also gave me a alice cooper cd that ill listen too in my car soon. the night ended with me racing home as fast as i could hoping to make it to my bathroom. it was a race against time but i won. thank god. i had some bazar dreams about nuclear motorcycles. there was a warehouse that i stumbled on . dont know why i was looking thru warehouses but i was and i found this one and it had a red nuclear motorcycle. when you started it a wave of nuclear evil fire would go flowing out in a circle around the bike. so my dream was basicly me hiding everytime someone wanted to start the nuclear motorcycle. which was about every couple seconds. i would go running behind stuff leaping and diving. sounds funny but i woke up in sweats. oh yeah and i woke up on an air mattress. maybe thats the problem. sleeping on the floor in a basement is like tempting all the evil spiders in the house to come climb in your ears and make a home. i checked thought and im ok and spider free. i think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14165023-112042561932431626?l=marcmanning.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112042561932431626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14165023/posts/default/112042561932431626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcmanning.blogspot.com/2005/07/motor-candel.html' title='motor candel'/><author><name>dragu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818016848739683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
