Who Are You?: teapin@mindspring.com
Where Are You?: recently gentrified crackhouse in Brooklyn, NY, USA What Are You?: utterly confounded, mostly, but sometimes merely stunned What do you make?: intricate plans, half-completed art projects, endless mix tapes, emotional obstacle courses, etc What do you love?: amateurish exuberance, punk rock nrrdy types, failed art students, warped windows, stripped-down, slummy, damaged, debased, raw, fucked up shit What do you hate?: fashionable interests, overly-deliberate symbolism, expensive luxury items What do you listen to?: music(varied), ambient noise, personal conversations, bad advice What do you watch?: people everywhere/always, big mistakes approaching quickly What do you drink?: water, mostly. sometimes too much beer (no tolerance) What do you smoke?: smoking sucks What do you take?: offense at banality, measures to frustrate friends and family, pains to conceal my talents What do you believe in?: subtle refutations, imperfectability, social engagement When We Were 16 Where were you?: Albuquerque, NM, having a rough timeWhat were you?: ugh. beginning to really lose it What did you wear?: typical prep-school shoddy knockoff crap What did you listen to?: college radio, predictable accusations and concerns What did you watch?: nothing memorable What did you love?: music, books, difficult people, spazzes, etc What did you hate?: just about everything conveniently at hand What did you drink?: the usual assortment of sugary confections What did you smoke?: nah, fuck that What did you take?: way too much shit from way too many people What did you want to be?: genius boho schemer/tragic, damaged man of mystery Who did you fight?: myself, mostly Who/What did you believe in?: the clash, that whole diy ethic, various negative worldviews Where did you go?: from bad to worse in a very scattered, unsteady manner What did you learn?: people will let you completely fall apart, provided they don't have to acknowledge it |