On the pleasure of finding the right thing to say.
It seems to give my, perhaps at times a bit tourettic, mind no end of cheap pleasure to say the phrase, “suck a bag of dicks” out loud and repeatedly, as some will no doubt have noticed when I recently gave the obsession an outlet in the form of a tuneful […]
Still no Guffman, but made it to Broad Way after all!
Well, by way of update and in response to a dear (and more successful, so therefor worthy of listening to!) friend’s advice to get myself out here more – actually, he said “you need a fucking agent” or something like that, but whatever; I am hereby getting out to keep you […]
Istanbul Past and Presents
It is my continued good luck in my otherwise seemingly aimless and wandering life to find myself regularly in the company of precious and deeply good people and all in and about some of the most glorious locations. The last year or so has had me in excellent company in London, Glasgow, Malta, back and forth […]
There is a road high in the ancient Appalachian Mountains of the East that travels unimpeded and unfettered by any of the signs of commercial life (nor any signs much at all of modern human life save for the road itself) like those that carpet the highways found anywhere else – no billboards, shops, […]
Island of the Unicorn Hammer
‘No man is an island’- ol’ John Donne said, as gets pointed out ad nauseum. Indeed, no island is an island either, if you think of an island as an entity completely separated from all else. An island is merely a high point of the contiguous mass that stands out from the morass […]
As I may have noticed, I haven’t had much going up on this ol’ website for a bit. (I say “I” because I don’t believe anyone else looks at it. But that’s what the personal website is for, ey? A kind of “online mirror” in which we find ourselves always the […]
A chapbook for a Bridge…
It has been a while, indeed, since last this virtual pen touched ethereal paper here to ply the waters what wash this web with tales of my diurnal wheeling over the Williamsburg bridge. I continue to do it every day. In fact I have just returned from doing it even […]
Life in Anonymity
Hanging in the bathroom in the pair of rooms that have, for my time here this year in New York, been as much of a home as any I have ever had, and provided for me by my dear friend and brother-from-another-mother, Piotr, an excellent photographer himself and one of the finest […]
Horny for Lofoten!
Here, by way of an update to this little web sIte, is a quick overview of what goes on in the world of fp, fortepiano, Mr. Loudsoft, ol’ screaming whisper – moi.
Almost all things spake of in my previous post have come to pass at this point, and […]
Summing up for Summer
Well, after suiting up and heading out to the Right Coast I have found myself to be well-received by the good ol’ Gotham! New York has got me gainfully employed, amply funned, sufficiently gigged, and just generally happily ensconced! It looks like I may be there for a bit, while making forays to the Left […]
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Nebulous"Freddi Price" "Jolie Holland" "Mark Growden" brass music Dr. Hal Drama Desk electronic existentialism Freddi Price; Mark Growden freddi price music Freddi Price solo gigs Halloween insomnia irish music Lord Loves a Working Man meridian gallery Nick Drake Occupy Oakland Pina Bausch poetry pop nostalgia Rube Waddell san francisco history silent film with accompanyment social networking soul music sunset piano the Ad Hoc Brass Band The Pigeoning Wim Wenders
- Apocalypse Puppet Theater
- facebook facebook page
- Lord Loves a Working Man LLaWM, San Francisco’s 10-piece soul super band!
- Rube Waddell the Bad News Bears of Rock
- The Last Night of the Barbary Coast well-loved recent San Francisco play – music composed by fp