there was this great doc on johnny cash last night

sorry for the inconvienence we are trying to save the world

for a long time johnny cash was the biggest moneymaker for columbia records

he even had a tv show on abc for like seven years.

but as time went on he became, lets say, less popular among the populace.

when you think of johnny cash, you dont really think of the 80s.

and someone was talking about how they saw him play this 300 seat joint and it wasnt even sold out

and he thought, that must be really depressing for a guy who used to sell out 10,000 seat arenas.

and trust me, i know im no johnny cash,

but this very blog used to get tens of thousands of unique visitors every day

and tons of comments on every single post.

so heres what i can tell you about popularity in regards to art.

i think i do better when i dont think theres an audience at all.

when im just writing to the void.

it’s great to shoot something out there and see it ring and come back,

but the buddhists talk about emptiness, not the sad omg im starving emptiness of your stomach

but the blank slate chalkboard where anything is possible.

the guy said that johnny cash probably didnt want to see every face of everyone in the crowd

well i dont know about you, but most of my favorite rock shows were ones where

the band was looking right at us

and we were looking right back.

hank sr. used to sing the saddest songs

staring right at one person

sometimes.

 

who wouldnt want that

write tales your cats wished you wrote

sunrise

even though it’s happened a couple of times in my life,

each time a young lady takes off her shirt for me it seems like an absolute miracle.

sometimes they’re drunk or on drugs or theres a gun in the room

but when theyres not, and they still do it,

im like are you sure?

i feel the same way when i catch a glimpse of LA being spectacularly beautiful.

this morning i woke up at 5am, dicked around and didnt leave the house until 6.

drove around and picked up these very tired gay guys up in the hollywood hills leaving a party above the chateau

and as i climbed up through the canyons the sun was coming up.

i got closer to the house and spied DTLA in the distance with all the best colors in the world around it.

the colors of a new day.

(your favorite colors.)

so i took a picture but it didnt capture even a fraction of it, and somehow downtown wasnt even visible

which is fine.

sometimes it’s nice to just be there, and look at something startlingly sweet

like a pretty girl in a messy bed.

or a sunrise over a curb.