Kryptonite BBQ
by Augie Porhas
Music as memory. Music as song.
Memory as a kind of dance, as the last
kind of religious experience
one can have while listening to Nina Simone
sing about Suzanne, and how the sun
pours down like honey, and how the children
all said that Jesus was a sailor. How Songs of
Innocence aloud becomes a music you can
dance to, as a way of speaking in tongues.
Miles Davis, Sugar Cane and Kryptonite BBQ.
Memory Triggered Response: as a means of entering
another state of consciousness, in Surround Sound.
THX. In Dolby. In the Holy Sepulcher of Music.
Poppy fields in bloom the color of our imagination.
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