Life

today is tuesday

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I had a little cold and it hit me hard. congested and stuck in bed for longer than I’d like to have been.

today i successfully got out of the bed, showered, organized home and a little more.

life is strange and it gets stranger.

I recently finished the series “True Detective”.

Season one: perfect. fucking Matthew Mcnakhkhdgklhdalgj making a believer out of me.

season two: bleh. i just can’t take Vince Vaughn seriously as an actor. haha

season three: absolutely adorable. i have a soft spot for a story with someone experiencing schizophrenia or dementia.

season four: loved it!

I listened to an album by Malibu Ken (self titled) recently that hit me hard while I was in my art and herb hour last tuesday night. I highly recommend it. Hip hop isn’t always my thing but when it hits right it hits, right?

It’s about time for a grocery store run so I’m going to be the laptop down.

be free. stay free. always.

-ABC

fidgetin'

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good, okay, and alright

three sides of an ever-rotating obtuse triangle

“This is not your apocalypse! we all did this so don’t get it twisted”

that’s what he yelled

like one of those fuckers obsessed with poker

we all know one of them

or some of them

i am not the monster i occasionally foster

her name is Martha

i think

i think a lot

articulation is another part of gravity that is best left to the trees

i believe

Wedding Weekend

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It’s going to take me a moment to fully transcribe all the love and gratitude I have for this weekend.

Firstly, to Ashley Klump, for loving this crazy fox enough to give me a shot at the ultimate commitment.

Secondly, to all the friends and family, that came from near and far and helped put all the little pieces together to make this a celebration a reality! I’m going to miss a lot of names so give me time to take notes and better explain each in depth.

Off the top of my head, Chelsey, Alex Edmands, Clyshaw, Burt, Elaine, Aunt Mag, Craig and Kristie Klump, Bonnie Latham.. Damn I know I am forgetting so many! Hank! Flying Caravan! Ian Rowan! All the volunteers at TCWL!

Holy wow ya’ll! Seeing our families commingle, seeing what our little nieces found magical in nature! All the little art pieces!

The giant canvases everyone collaborated to create, the little everyone painted, we’ve yet to fully absorb, the gifts and cards from everyone, (Josh and Hank) for the handmade art gifts, all the beautiful toasts… Matt! Nate! for becoming closer and better friends! Nicole for the sound advice of staying hydrated and helping Ashley and my self in so many ways it’ll days to explain!

I am beyond words and there are many more moments to share!

It felt necessary to try and write a little while I’m still buzzing!

Atomic for the flowers!

Bethany and Brian for photos and video, we cannot wait to see!

Thank you everybody! I am so grateful and love you ALL SO FREAKIN MUCH!

Kellen and Brit for helping get the food! AAaaaah!!! I know there are so many more to thank! and I will! Either digitally or most likely in a hand written note. You made this fox and swan’s dream a reality and it wouldn’t have been the same without every freakin one of you! thank you!! thank you!! thank you!!

ta ramblè

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feeling the freedom in the free fall

and the acceptance I found in madness

is to realize the actual and see the adjectives

all together

all as one

eyes before nose

breath by breath

and so on

this is it

and now

and now

a machine is growing bigger and people are getting littler

it’s easy being secondary

it ain’t easy being right in a world of so many “what’s left?”

it ain’t easy being left behind and worrying about “who’s right?”

all together

here we are

-ABC

cracked scapula

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one week ago today i cracked my scapula. i was helping a friend who accidentally locked his keys in his apartment. it was a really tiny window and i thought i could slide in really quick and grab them and get out.

i got one leg and two arms in and then i was stuck. in a fleeting moment i saw his bed below and thought i’d just push myself through and the bed would catch my fall. the bed did catch my fall, but in the moment i didn’t realize how high the fall was.

so i have been out of working the coffeehouse since and go back this saturday. it’s been really challenging being still and not being able to have my arm’s full rotation. i know it’ll take time and much exercise to get my arm to fully extend as it once did.

i am not afraid. it’s pretty freaky, but that’s part of the experience. my biggest concern is the extended time away from my day job because there is still rent to pay and other grown up responsibilities.

all that to say if anyone wants/can help by purchasing some of my art to help with rent, etc, it would really mean a lot right now. i accept cash app ( $icallmeabcorduroy ) or the good old fashioned cash if you are live locally.

my instagram page is the most up to date archive i have. all prices are negotiable. if you don’t use instagram you can still scroll through and email me at: ( abcorduroy@gmail.com ) about a piece.

well, that’s that.

until the next moment!

-ABC

endeavor and ever

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potatoes for dinner

potatoes for breakfast

my friend, Mark, in Gainesville, Florida posted his daily sigil and some words that said “creativity is a process not a product”, and I keep meditating on this over and over the last couple days. it’s a simple sentence packed with so much wisdom.

i know it to be true and i endeavor to share more and more of my process with all of you.

cheese!

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prioritize priorities.

prioritize time and energies.

that’s been my focus as of lately.

I meet a lot of folk and folk around a whole lot, too.

sometimes it’s for the good and sometimes it’s plain it getting distracted.

to make my dream(s) become reality takes focus, discernment, and integrity.

if I am constantly folking around then there is less time to spend with the ones i care the most about.

less time to focus on music and art projects that fulfill and enrich my self.

prioritize priorities to have more fun and be more free.

Spending more time with the ones I love sometimes means less interactions in other realms.

to focus on my self enough to be my best self.

prioritize priorities.

well, that’s the end of this rambling. thank you to everyone who sticks around and reads these ramblings.

-ABC

Smit and Smack

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What’s in a sentence? What’s in a sentence? What’s in a sentence?

How did Howard not know what was to become of Uncle Bill?

Man cannot live off grease and carbs alone! No!

Hold up! I should explain to ya (the reader) a couple things at least.

First, April Allergies in Portland, Oregon - like clockwork, always show up again and make me fight for breath.

Secondly, the end of imagination will be the end of civilization.

-ABC

New Week / New Tracks

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I uploaded a new set of songs titled “Radikali Transmissions”.

Hope you’ll give them a listen and let me know your thoughts.

I’ve been listening to a lot of Brian Eno, Robert Fripp, and Andy Summers. Portland winters makes their music quite the perfect soundtrack for my wandering mind.

Also recently finished watching all five seasons of the scifi “Babylon 5” so it definitely has some of them vibes.

Time to write a grocery list and hopefully art a little bit between making dinner and cleaning up my bedroom.

Be Free Ya’ll!

-ABC

Early

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a whole lotta clause

and not a lotta said

we’re given a clue

and left to wander with it

it’s our birthright to walk away

strawberries in the winter time is a ridiculous frustration

water is delicious

did you see the way they looked at each other?

for every hi another hello

New Tracks / New Year

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I hope everyone finds more peace and stability this coming year.

Be the peace you want to see in the world.

Make eye contact with someone you don’t know. Smile. Wave. It’ll be okay.

We are stronger when we allow ourselves to have grace with those who see the world differently without making devils of one another.

There are a few thoughts of mine this Sunday.

Here are some new tracks I recently uploaded. Enjoy!

-ABC

Oh November

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November is almost over and what a month it has been…

The month began with my first extended break since the world shut down because of Covid. If you didn’t know I have worked continually through it all. It is a blessing to have a job, though it has gotten a little tiring and many times I have wondered if stepping back would have made me focus on art and music more. So it goes.

I’m still creating frequently. Need to work my focus on getting more live performances. That’s where I thrive.

Ashley Klump and I went back to the Virginia at the beginning of November. We saw my grandparents on my mom’s side, my mom and her husband Sean, Uncle Randy and Angie, Aunt Maggie, Aunt Lonnie and Bryan, my brother Jason and his wife Savannah, and their little one Audrey. Oh and Pat, mom’s friend and neighbor-she’s essentially family in my opinion. That’s a lot of freakin family in about four days.

Ashley and I also got engaged! That’s something I never really thought would happen, but this little fairy tale is far from finished. Seems this fox met his match. A wild and eccentric, yet meek and mild, beautiful woman. Thank you Ashely.

Back into the coffeehouse and back to Portland…

I’ve been reading “Be Here Now / Be Nowhere” by Raam Dass, Mahabharata.

Creating new tracks with the synth and a newly acquired theremin that was a birthday gift from my friend Jenny Duchene. The theremin is a little more challenging to record with as of now. I’ll post new tracks soon.

Thanksgiving was beautiful and yummy. Ashley and I had our friends Alan and Aimee over.

Oh there was a lunar eclipse this month. Didn’t see it / Definitely felt it.

Lots of rain in the PNW. It’s so nice to have it back. Listening to crows. The hummingbirds are everywhere again. I saw three on my “morning” coffee walk today.

Also the night after Ashley and I got back from Virginia-we saw what was only my second owl since living out west fly over and sit on the power line above us and Bonnie and I saw went walking one night and three raccoons came out to say hello to us.

Been tuning into Russell Brand’s YouTube channel a lot more frequently. His perspective and wisdom on the issues he covers is inspiring to me. There’s a lot of work to do still my fellow earthlings.

Hmmm…. I am sure there are many things I am leaving out. There’s another tab open with other projects to finish.

October

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I’ve been slacking on the blogging again.

Not that there is any short of happenings.

The fall colors in Portland, Oregon are absolutely stunning.

I’ve been recording more tracks in Logic Pro and learning how to adjust volumes accordingly for that format.

Still making coffee at Anna Bannanas four days a week. Painting in between.

Making home more homely.

Practicing making more healthy routines is a constant thing.

My 35th birthday is two days away.

Started reading the Mahabharata again. It was gifted to me by my good friend, Kshitij Kumar some time back and I never got through it the first time so making use of the rainy days and reading it to the end this time.

I’ll share some fall pictures later this evening when I am more focused.

I’ve been hearing a lot of music I have never heard before. Thank you Darci and Amando specifically.

Thank you to everyone for their help and support. Large and small. I am grateful for it all.

-ABC

May 03, 2021

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Smoggie Catt is the best kind of Magic!

Smoggie Catt is the best kind of Magic!

It’s full on Spring in Portland, Oregon.

There are layers on layers of green. the flowers are blooming. Pinks and whites, blues, and purples, yellows!

life is a strange thing. it keeps moving on and on. we do our best to pay our rent. we do our jobs, we have fun, we run, we laugh, we fall, and we rise. again and again.

the beauty of it is being concious of the movements. the way a newly worn shoe rubs against an ankle. The way the misty rain sounds on newly blossmed tree leaves. the way the stomach moves in and out as we breathe each breath.

the sky is blank today and that’s okay. the misty rain is nice.

Say hello to someone you don’t know. It’s going to be alright.

friendly smiles. narrow lanes.

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blue jays.. snarky, loud, and confident.

i’ve been noticing how blue jays will fly to a bottom branch of a tree and hop up branch to branch until they reach the top.

i saw a hummingbird just now taking out the trash. heard em before i saw him. took a moment to look up and find my breath and then poof they this is, sitting in the top of the tree singing.

if you can’t fix it, listen to jimi hendrix.

listening to 1983 by Jimi Hendrix right now. Well the entire third and final album of his. that’s the current track playing, thanks for the suggestion Aaron.

well the sun is bright today. the air is cool. and i’m beginning to understand this term spring cleaning. the sun shines in for the first time in months and all those dusty corners become oh so apparent. so i’m going to clean a bit so i can art and create after.

Ashley Klump gets home today, also!

So until the next moment, fellow earthlings. be free.

-ABC

hummingbirds

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okay. if i don’t start typing, i will never get it out.

hummingbirds. i see them all the time now. sitting in my sitting room of my house i hear their chirp. i hear their songs.

i grab my coffee or my smoke and head outside. and again there is a hummingbird friend. on a powerline or at the treetop.

i see more hummingbirds sitting still then i do flying about.

hummingbirds have helped me remember to feel joy. a feeling i am not quick to employ.

joy for my home. joy for my state of mind. joy to be part of such a beautiful planet.

joy in looking up and finding comfort in a small bird that has great strength and mystery.

pshh neh

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and to the republic and the nonsense inn witch it stands

we know what we know and seek what we do not understand

it’s beyond 33 and into infinity

it’s as simple as obvious and as unknown as the ghosts under our steps

it’s as easy as speaking and as complex as a perfect toast

stand in line to compromise

shout it out or whisper in silence

hemp honor roll

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It is another bright and cool autumn day in Portland, Oregon. Personally still wishing for more rain and less sunrays.

Either way it is beautiful out there.

I woke up and made a scramble of veggies and eggs for breakfast. 2 cups of coffee in the DNA. I began cleaning the creative space. AGAIN. it’s the most challenging space for my self to hohm in on and where i make music and thus needs to be prioritized again and again.

I had to walk away from that task for a bit so I put away some laundry went for a walk.

I feel after 8 years of living in Portland, Oregon that I am beginning to understand the correct layering of clothing as to feel the cold and not be cold.

And now. I am typing out words. About time to walk into the creative space and move things about some more.

Keep your heads up. Keep on looking out. There’s a lot of magic happening in the wild unknown. Make sure you are a part of it.

-ABC

rainy daze

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the good

the bad

and the hungry

all want the same thing

dignity, atonomy, and community

i am listening to the local jazz station and there is a beautiful song playing

very soulful

the song had… it just ended… the song had clips of Martin Luther King Jr mixed in and i heard him say something i have never heard before.

the words:

“we in america have a unique opportunity in history to have a blood-less revolution…”

there may have been more. that’s what i took note of.

less voilence and more creative protest are a must