by beachraven | Aug 7, 2020
Zomewhere, Berlin, Germany Maybe you know what it’s like: I can’t do this. I’m just fooling myself. Who the hell do I think I am. I’m a fake. It’ll be crap, and they’ll make fun of me. There are other things I should be...
by beachraven | Aug 1, 2020
Hamburger Bahnhof – Museum of Contemporary Art – Berlin – Germany Did you know, Gambel’s quail, which lives in the Mohave Desert, has a body temperature of 107 degrees? It can continue to cool its self in hundred-degree temperatures....
by beachraven | Jul 25, 2020
Pacific Grove, Califonia Early this morning, I was cruising along on my bike, trying to think of a missive to write, blanking in and out, and trying to dodge my current political hangover. After about a dozen miles and several hills, after I exhausted my anger...
by beachraven | Jul 17, 2020
A million years ago, in the late ‘70s, I moved to Hollywood to work in the recording studios. I had all the usual problems: rent, money, and work, missing friends and family back home, was Hollywood a mistake, what about saving trees and animals and plants––what the...
by beachraven | Jul 11, 2020
Levitated Mass,” by Michael Heizer, LACMA I think what the world needs now is a store called, Et Cetera & So Forth. It would be a cross between a junk-yard, flee-market, yard-sale with a Ray-Ban, jean-jacket attitude that would make Prada, Vuitton, and Hermes...
