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From bloobird@sirius.com Sat Oct 5 15:06:05 1996 Received: from mail1.sirius.com (mail1.sirius.com [205.134.253.131]) by mail.eskimo.com (8.7.6/8.6.12) with SMTP id PAA01528 for ; Sat, 5 Oct 1996 15:05:48 -0700 (PDT) Received: from [205.134.228.35] (ppp057-sf2.sirius.com [205.134.228.57]) by mail1.sirius.com (8.6.12/960710) with SMTP id PAA19628; Sat, 5 Oct 1996 15:01:31 -0700 X-Sender: bloobird@pop.sirius.com Message-Id: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Date: Sat, 5 Oct 1996 15:03:26 -0700 To: cyrwyn@infi.net, jharnick@nornet.on.ca, wild@sfo.com, ben@QueerNet.ORG, rscott@cats.ucsc.edu, abing@emerald.tufts.edu, Tadola837@aol.com, z2013@speakeasy.org, astroboy@sirius.com, garcia@sirius.com, talaj@sfnet.com, 100722.1351@CompuServe.COM, troy@sirius.com, webbster@iglou.com, jgfisher@zoom.com, davidk@eskimo.com, elfstone@usa.pipeline.com, bloobird@sirius.com, treed@kinkossf4.com, jim@QueerNet.ORG, ew6@sirius.com, Paul_Couillard@intacc.web.net, craigc@leonardo.net, Sbaratz@Planeteria.net, Brian_Mackenzie@mindlink.bc.ca, erickson@crl.com, DAlembert@aol.com, hapyface@xmission.com, 100722.1351@CompuServe.COM, mmflavio@aol.com, oma00492@mail.wvnet.edu (T'ming), Wilde Boy (Jamie L Heckert), Andres Guibert , Stephan Donovan , "Edward G. Rubeiz" , "Ralf W." From: bloobird@sirius.com (bloobird) Subject: OCT LSD Tabloid Status: RO Howdy, y'all. The weather is lovely here in beautiful San Francisco; it's almost 80 degrees. So why am I sitting indoors staring at the TV-like, radiation-emitting gray box? Because I was late, LATE in completeing the October LSD Tabloid. But I have done my penance, have beaten myself with a cat-of-nine-tails, and now I am wearing a hair shirt for my transgressions. I hope you enjoy the LSD Tabloid. Happy Birthday all libras (I'm one, too!) Love, Blue ****************************LSD Tabloid***************************************** Schmoozemagazine of the artist's collective, Love's Supreme Desire * No. 10, October 1996 Tel-A-Fool events & info line /Fax: 415-333-9549, E-mail: bloobird@sirius.com This is LSD Tabloid, the monthly callboard and events newsletter of the Radical Faerie and Friends' creative spirit network, Love's Supreme Desire. We are an inclusive group of artists striving towards a rainbow community of personal, artistic and spiritual growth for the good of all. We welcome your proposals for new projects and your involvement in the projects already proposed. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Relax. Have some fun. Be nice to yourself. Lighten up. Change your hairdo. Go to a party. Take off your clothes. Hey, everybody who is reading this newsletter. I don't have much to say right now, or maybe I do, and it's just buried too deep, so I think I'll ramble, you know, just throw things out there for the fun of it. In last month's newsletter I got all heavy, talking about "I want to talk about peace and love, so that other people won't feel so stupid talking about it (think of the song "What's so funny 'bout Peace, Love, and Understanding?")." That was good, that's what I needed to say at that time and I don't regret it; I do get tired of hippy-bashers, cynics, nihilists and warmongers. But this month, I'm like that song by Cindy Lauper, and I just want to have some fun. Primarily, I just want to lighten up. I get so damn serious and heavy and in my head sometimes that I forget to just shut up, sit down, maybe smoke a bowl, and giggle with my friends. I'm out there, rushing around, doing this, doing that, trying to find or initiate projects to work on, that I forget to find projects to PLAY on, or just no project at all. And why is that? I know you're the same way. Every time you're not working on a project, or using your creativity in a material way, you think, god, I'm such a slug. All I want to do is sit on my ass and watch "Melrose Place." I just want to do nothing. I just don't want to do a goddamn thing. I want to lay right here on the couch and let the empty vibes of TV land strum all over my insides. I want to listen to music until I drift off to sleep. I want to stay up late and watch surreal infomercials or bad movies and I don't care what anybody says. I just want to lay here until I feel like getting up. I want the US government to send me money in the mail so I can buy pizzas and soda without having to go to work all day. Hey, we ALL think about these things. There's nothing wrong with it. Or, if you're the outdoors-y type: I want to go to the beach and snooze in the warm sun like a big fat cat. I want to take off all my clothes and roll around in wildflowers with the birds and the bees. I want to let the wind blow-dry my hair. I want to smell golden leaves rotting, snow falling, cows farting; I don't know. All that outdoors type stuff people like to do. Then guilt or shame or something starts piping up: "You lazy sonofabitch, get off your ass and do something, prove to the world that you're not a slacker. Be a coffee achiever. If you watch one more episode of "Friends," or eat one more fat-free cookie, I'll scream!" So you get up and get busy doing something, anything, that will make you feel like you are contributing to the some total of the world's beauty, or passion, or gross domestic product. You think, my parents will think I'm a slug if I don't have a good job, a house, if I don't go to school, if I don't produce. My friends will think I'm lazy, good for nothing, a bum. The US government will call me on the phone and say, "Are you still sitting on that couch? For Pete's sake, go out and do something, or consume something, or join the army. If you just meditate all day or watch TV or hang out with your friends, you're no damn good. Be faster! Be more productive! Go to the mall and BUY something, anything. DO SOMETHING." And so you feel guilty again and think, I have to have fifteen things going on at the same time or I'm no damn good. Don't get me wrong, you can't be a slug all the time! But you don't have to NOT be a slug all the time, either. What I'm getting to is that we have all become too goddamn serious these days. I remember when I was a kid in the seventies, that I felt like I had just missed out on all the fun stuff because I was too young for Woodstock, disco, and the sexual revolution. And in their place soon came AIDS, Ronald Reagan, and a major swing to the right in America. Everybody shut up, went to health clubs, started climbing that corporate ladder and becoming focused on "looking out for number one." It seemed like the future was becoming more and more bleak, serious, austere, puritanical, and sex-phobic. But now I'm realizing that my perception of the situation had grown too dark. I had become bogged-down in rhetoric and sound-bites, negative media and cynical spin-doctors. It was like I was under a spell. Newt Gingrich and Rush Limbaugh said that the sixties were finally dead when they swept into power, when Jerry Garcia died, etc., and I believed them for a little while. But look how much things have changed in just a year! Conservatism is in retreat. The Christian Right has overstayed their welcome. There are amazing new discoveries made every day. Things are getting more interesting, more surreal, more open, more trippy every single day. Time seems to be getting faster and faster, and synchronicity, coincidence, and randomness seem to be integrating and into a predictable axiom. We could say, everything is random, but still, things seem to happen with synchronicity and order. Is it the approaching energy of the millennium that is sweeping me into this fun-focused, psychedelic, rambling frenzy? I don't know. Some say that in February, we will be entering the photon belt (or getting into the thick of it), which is said to have the ability of changing our consciousness, opening us up, bringing a new lightness and possibility into the swamp of atomic and subatomic particles which combine to form what we perceive as reality. I, for one, have begun actively surrendering control over my life, trusting in the ultimate wisdom of the theory of chaos, which shows us that even in chaos there is order and beauty, and that all things happen in their time and season, even though it may appear as if things are out of control in a negative sense of the phrase. Out of control. Out of control. What an interesting expression. "Out of order." Not working. "This machine is out of order." What is order? What is control? What is surrender? What is release? What is chaos? Anyway, my point is, after this big run-on sentence that is sure to convince you that I am mad, which I probably am, the point is, it'll all come out in the rinse. Even when you aren't on the path, you're still on the path. Because the path is all there is, and so don't sweat the details. Have some fun. Let go of control. Follow your star. Do whatever you want to. Be free. Trust yourself. Go crazy once in a while. It's alright. Projects & Cool Stuff Upcoming * Jungle Red: Don't miss the Artfull Circle Theatre production of "Jungle Red," at the Lorraine Hansberry Theatre, 620 Sutter st, SF. Based on the fabulous, cheeky, catty movie "The Women," which was filmed with an all-female cast, "Jungle Red" does an all-drag version featuring Donna Sachet, Ann Drogynous, Birdie-Bob Watt, Trauma Flintstone, Richard Sanchez, Jason Scott Buro, Mark Sargent, and the wonderful Flynn DeMarco (the computer whiz who designed the front cover of the upcoming LSDXXX 'zine). Weds. thru Sat., Sept. 27 thru Oct. 26th, 8 pm. All seats $15. For reservations, call 415-621-5455. I laughed, I cried, I wet my panties. * The Investigation: Theatre Factory presents "The Investigation," written by Peter Weiss, directed by Floyd LaBar. Flashbacks and courtroom testimony at a war tribunal uncover the dreadful facts of the holocaust. At the Somar Theatre, 934 Brannan St. @ 8th, Nov. 1-30 Friday and Saturday (no show Sat., Sept. 23), Sun. matinees on Nov. 10 and 17, 2 pm. $12 general admission, $8 seniors and students. Reservations @ 415-487-5122. * Fast Food Show: California, the land of broken dreams, broken hearts, lots of lovely prisons, shit jobs, fast food, spare change, major change, and beach blanket bliss. Observations from recent Ohio-to-California refugees, the John Body Players, are thrown all over the place in "Fast Food Show" at the Artist's Cafe, 208 Valencia st. @ Duboce on Sat. and Sun., Oct. 12 and 13, 9 pm. Both shows are benefits for the Artist's Cafe, so don't be cheap. Any spare change? It's all good. For more information, call the Artist's Cafe @ 415-864-5402. * LSDXXX #2: The second issue of our quarterly 'zine, LSDXXX, will be completed soon. Please contact Josh or Garrin at 415-474-3447. Or mail a $1-3 donation (or pay what you can) plus a $.96 postage-paid legal-sized SASE to LSDXXX c/o Josh/Garrin, 925 Post st., SF, CA 94109-5841. Anyone with desktop publishing interest or experience is encouraged to volunteer their services for subsequent issues. We are a reader-produced 'zine and so are always accepting materials for future issues. All are encouraged to submit poetry, cartoons, artwork, photography, visions, dreams, hallucinations, esoterica, erotica, the more psychedelic, the better. Let her rip and send your expressions of genius (copies, not originals) to Josh/Garrin at the above address with SASE. * Tel-A-Fool: Sponsored by the Love's Supreme Desire xxx collective, Tel-A-Fool (415-333-9549) complements Tel-A-Fairy (415-626-3369), which lists Bay Area radical faerie general information. Tel-a-Fool lists Bay Area radical faerie and friends arts and creative spirit events and is a free service for both artists and audiences. If you want a radical faerie and friends presence at your event, call Tel-A-Fool at least one week in advance. Outgoing events message will be updated each Wednesday morning, as long as there is new information to add. Interest has been lagging in this service, or perhaps we haven't gotten the word out enough about it, but we think it is a good, cheap way for artists and audiences to find out about one another. We hope you will take advantage of this service and call us any time you want to find out about faerie creative/spirit events or list same. * MAYA, (6/96): a band that includes Peter Horta and Garrin Benfield of the John Body Players, has relocated to San Francisco! MAYA plays all original cathartic dance music -- it ranges from fast and funky, dark and multi-layered, to disorienting and polyrhythmic, quiet and acoustic. We like playing clubs, but we love playing parties. If you're interested in setting up an event, or know of one that MAYA should be involved in, call GARRIN at 415-931-9561. Please call this number to request a tape. GIGS: Thurs., Oct. 17, 9 pm Starry Plough, Shattuck ace., Berkeley, Sat., Oct. 19, 9 pm, (free show) Cafe International, Haight/Fillmore, SF, Sun., Oct. 27, 9:30 pm, ($2) Blake's, Telegraph ave., Berkeley. See you soon! Resources * Faerie discussion group: Send message "subscribe faerie" to Majordomo@QueerNet.ORG * Faeries On The Web: @http://www.eskimo.com/^davidk/faeries/ or e-mail davidk@eskimo.com * Gay Spirit: Powerful queer male drumming circle, monthly. Contact Roland @ (415) 334-6550 * Holy Faery Database: CA and Wolf Creek gatherings and events. PO Box 426732, SF CA 94142 * IDA, A Queer Artist Community: PO Box 874, Smithville, TN 37166-0874 (615) 597-4409 * NOMENUS: PO Box 312 Wolf Creek, OR 97497 (503) 866-2678 * RFD, A Country Journal For Gay Men Everywhere: PO Box 68, Liberty TN 37095 * Short Mountain Sanctuary: Route 1 Box 84-A, Liberty, TN 37095 (615) 563-4397 * Tel-A-Fairy: Bay Area radical faerie events line. (415) 626-3369 * Tel-A-Fool: Bay Area radical faeries and friends arts and creative spirit events line. (415) 333-9549 Time is not money. Time is art. ******************************************************************************** _ Along the way I'd landed a few presentable jobs, but in between I tended to drift, like a well-meaning visitor to this planet awaiting instructions. Barbara Kingsolver, "Animal Dreams"_ -------------------------------------------------------------------------------