Alice in Chains is next on the pop shelf – Dirt to be exact. I keep a post-it-note in each cd case on which I note the last time I played it & from the note I see I bought this June 93. If I recollect correctly I’d seen the video of Them Bones and dug the relentless coil of the guitar and Layne Staley’s vocal.
Many of the songs deal with addiction in a direct, hurt way – no romancing the high here. I’m not a grunge or metal fan by any stretch of the imagination – so something reached out past genre to to grab my attention & keep it. I have listened to some of their other cd’s but this is the only one I’ve opted to keep.
I bought it a second hand cd/lp/book store that used to be around the corner from me on the Danforth. I would drop by once a month to go through their ever-growing stock – picked up lots of things, books too, but gradually business fell off and they closed. I think there’s some florist there, or maybe a fitness studio.
Like many bands Alice has had a rough go – drug-over dose deaths, falling out of ‘critical’ favour, but they are still touring. I YouTubed some recent material but they really haven’t moved on and are too emotionally muddled for me. You have to get out of the hole eventually.
February 21, Friday – featuring – Racket at the Rocket: 7 p.m., Red Rocket Cafe, 1364 Danforth Ave. https://www.facebook.com/events/818441091515505/
June 6-8 – attending – Bloody Words
June 23-27 – attending – Manuscript to Book – Loyalist Summer Arts – Belleville https://www.facebook.com/events/589522924455695/
August 28-31 – attending – FanExpo Canada
a handful small black specks – sometimes white – sometimes little curved shells – always shrivelled – dormant – yet under the right conditions – soil – light – water – they become asters – begonias – carnations – delphiniums – elgans – forsythia – gardenias – heliotrope – ivy – jasmine – kale – lemon balm – mums – nasturtiums – oranges – pumpkins – quince – roses – salvia – thyme – ugli – verbena – watermelons – yarrows – zinnias – sorry no ‘x’ but isn’t that always the way –
the wonder of the seed – the knowledge that is encoded in it to come to life under the right circumstances – they’ve germinated seeds from the pyramids – seeds from before Christ – seeds that held a knowledge and instinct and a will to come back to life – I know the longer I am abed the less I want to arise –
beyond the wonder of its knowledge is the wonder of its variations – the endless fertile range of vegetation – how different the peony is from the fir tree –
and I participate in the process with my own little garden – the casual becomes less casual each year – the taller go the back not the front – information comes to breed the next generation of seeds – to save what I can – to preserve and continue lines of color – finding the nearly white pansy & watching patiently for it to go to seed so I can have more next year – my eye open for variations and how to perpetuate that variation
eye also open for the pests – the slugs, raccoons, squirrels that are ready to do their part in the the wonder of growth –
not a new wonder for me but one which has not lost it’s power to bring me awe – one that gives the opportunity to share with others – strangers who look and receive sometimes the same wonder – the plant has no facility for judgment recrimination or punishment – murderer thief priest good mother drag queen can all look upon the garden without fear of being denied the wonder that it contains –
another miracle to savour – the gift of the flower or plants to give their presence without reservation or condition – other than weather conditions – no moral turpitude or facility for discrimination – either the soil is rich enough or not, simple and pure –