Sunday, November 15, 2009
Scot ala Alan Watts
Coming of age in the late 1960's, I remember listening to broadcasts of scratchy tapes of lectures given by Alan Watts—early nudges in the Buddhist direction. Today I was digging through a box of tapes in search of today’s musical entry. I ended up coming back to this spoken word, before there was spoken word, tape of Scot really laying it out on the line. This tape was recorded in 1988.
It was recorded in the front room of our Page Street apartment. The sounds of the city become part of this discussion in a very important percussive way. There are breaks along the way in this tape. Hang in there. Scot had a hard time with the spoken word—he was ever so much better suited to the picture or the song, but in this case, I think it’s fair to say, that by the end, it’s a good thing that he took the time to sit down and record all of this for us to uncover later.
Today’s artwork is a simple pen & ink drawing done in 1998, not unlike so many of the others Scot created for us—here is the story of an individual motoring along with baggage, or is that shelter? Above shines the light of the crescent moon. Simple primary color washes. Simple here it is and here he was and here we are.