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“We wanted more. We knocked the butt ends of our forks against the table, tapped are spoons against our empty bowls; we were hungry. We wanted more volume, more riots. We turned up the knob on the TV until our ears ached with the shouts of angry men. We wanted more music on the radio; we wanted beats, we wanted rock. We wanted muscles on our skinny arms. We had bird bones, hollow and light, and we wanted more density, more weight. We were six matching hands, six stomping feet; we were brothers, boys, three little kings locked in a feud for more.
We wanted more flash, more blood, more warmth.
Always more, always hungrily scratching for more. But there were times, quiet moments, when our mother was sleeping, when she hadn’t slept for two days, and any noise, any stair creak, any shut door, any stifled laugh, any voice at all might wake her, those crystal, still mornings, when we wanted to protect her, this confused goose of a woman, this stumbler, this gusher, with her backaches and headaches and her tired, tired ways, this uprooted Brooklyn creature, this tough talker, always with tears when she told us she loved us, her mixed up love, her needy love, her warmth, those mornings when sunlight found the cracks in our blinds and laid it self down in crisp strips on our carpet, those quiet mornings when we’d fix ourselves oatmeal and sprawl onto our stomachs with crayons and paper, with glass marbles that we were careful not to rattle, when our mother was sleeping, when the air did not smell like sweat or breath or mold, when the air was still and light, those mornings when silence was our secret game and our gift and our sole accomplishment – we wanted less : less weight, less work, less noise, less father, less muscles and skin and hair. We wanted nothing, just this, just this.”
I read Porcelain in one 4-hour bathtub inhalation yesterday, and mostly loved it. Moby’sstruggles to find work as a DJ and his references to those first classic house tracks that I remember from my late teens pretty much smothered his petty irritants (his veganism, alcoholism and Christianity). Any DJ or dance music fan will love most of this memoir.
“Frankie Knuckles had invented house music, lived on the Lower East Side, and was deified. Junior Vasquez owned the floor at Sound Factory, where he played 12-hour sets and was a revered legend living in Chelsea. Danny Tenaglia was in the house music pantheon: he too played long remarkable sets and lived downtown. Larry Levan was a dance music god and he had just started a residency at Choice in the East Village. David Morales was seen as the biggest of the New York house music DJs: he owned the floor at Red Zone, and in an unconventional move, he lived in Midtown. Tony Humphries existed in a strange mythical realm of his own. His sets were long and legendary, his remixes were flawless, he lived in the unknown recesses of Newark, New Jersey.and was in residence at Zanzibar,”
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The sign on the board at the front of the St, Vincent de Paul thrift store said “10 Books for $1.00” Yes, please, 45 books later, I had six lovely bags of books, including Chuck Palahniuk, Don’t Let’s go to the Dogs Tonight, Wicked, A Wrinkle in time, Snow Falling on Cedars, Kosher Chinese Tiger Levy, and one of my all time favorites: the Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night Time Mark Haddon. This is a great story and adventure, with a leading little detective who suffers from fairly severe autism or savant syndrome.
The Gay Road Less Traveled – John Jernigan
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Somebody added me to Wikipedia (no it wasn’t me who added me:) I do suspect a certain person, if so, then thanks! but I’m not sleeping with you again, and it’s vaguely stalker-ish…but I’m a whore (FAME whore, not whore whore) and you got my birth year wrong, it’s 1992, NOT 1972 😦
google Jernigan Wikipedia…can I get some money or something?
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Jernigan is a surname. Notable people with the surname include:
Aaron Jernigan (1813–1891), early U.S. settler
Dennis Jernigan (born 1959), U.S. Christian singer-songwriter
Doug Jernigan (born 1946), U.S. musician
Gerald D. Jernigan (1942–2006), U.S. politician
Harry Jernigan, fictional character from The Towering Inferno
Jerrel Jernigan (born 1989), American Football Player
John Michael Jernigan (born 1972), U.S. writer & blogger “The Gay Road Less Traveled”
Joseph Paul Jernigan (1954–1993), U.S. murderer
Kenneth Jernigan (1926–1998), blind U.S. civil rights activist
Kenton Jernigan, U.S. squash player
Tamara E. Jernigan (born 1959), U.S. scientist & astronaut