I have a friend coming
so i'll just wait 'till
he arrives

to ask anything of you

In the meantime, enjoy
your freedom/respite

from servitude

however brief

Or perhaps
clear some tables?


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The Rhythm

The rhythm... the rhythm of life.
like a guitar strumming strumming
pulse beating.

Get a pulse. Pulse. Pulse.
wait for the beat to mature;
after a while, the beat plays

you.

Then,
(when you're inside the beat you play your solo)
(but don't play all of your solo. not all at once. don't
use up all of your
licks.)
give it time nobody's goinganywhere
take your time:
let it come out. (let the beat do its work).
It's like life: get the rhythm, let the rest
flow.



latiflearned.com didn't make a song out of this poem.

Art, Clothes, Life

This falls into the category of "self-evident, unless it's never occurred to you before". (Have you ever noticed that nothing is really "common sense" if nobody told you about it before? "Common sense" is only "common" for people who are regularly told how things work.) Anyhow, I was thinking today about clothes, because sometimes I feel guilty for having more clothes than I strictly need. For being so anti-capitalism/consumerism, I've got a lot of stuff.

(The stuff thing comes with a bunch of caveats. The typical bourgeois capitalist pig-dog rationalization goes like this: "If I need something, I should have it. Also, if I'm going to purchase it, it should be of good quality." That's the camp I'm in.)

I have lots of nice clothes, maybe more than average, but strictly more than I need. Fortunately for me and my (minor) guilt about this, I came up with another rationalization this morning for the rampant clothes purchasing: The one weak link in most people's anti-capitalist campaigns/life strategies/axes to grind is art and music. You should only have one pair of jeans, two dirty t-shirts, but your CD collection can fill up the wall, and you're not a rabid, foaming consumer.

What are clothes but art that you can wear? Clothes fulfill a utilitarian function, sure, but also, they look good, and when well made, please in an aesthetic sense. Furthermore, there's the whole phenomenon of printed t-shirts and the like (such as my brother's at Flux Productions, which amounts to mobile art. Hence, from this point forward, I'm going to think of my clothing collection as an art collection. And you can think of me as a walking sculpture/art gallery. Thank you very much.

-The Curator


Latiflearned.com isn't all about the merchandise. I swear.

The Album Is Up

I posted the entire album "The Big Finish" online just now. Actually, I'm in the process of posting it online. But, you know, by the time you read this, it'll probably be online, which means you can download it in it's entirety into your sleazy, sweaty little internet hands/pods.

If you don't want to download it there, it should show up in the jukebox, along with the albums of hundreds of other February-inspired musicians, including Bob Boilen of NPR, over at RPM Challenge by the end of March. I hope you enjoy my album, and the albums of the other challenge-ees.



Latiflearned.com is so fresh and so clean

The RPM Challenge

As many of you (all three of you) know, I recently participated in the RPM Challenge, wherein musicians challenge themselves to write and record an entire album in the month of February. You can go to their website for the whole spiel; suffice it to say that I did this, and now that February is over, I'm feeling relieved.

A common problem I run into with writing music is my quality control. It's so strict that I nix potential songs before I even try to write them, because I'm worried that the lyrics are trite or the hook isn't catchy or the harmonic movement isn't profound enough. It's been really nice to put that aside and just write, because it turns out that, yeah, some bad stuff got through, but a lot of this music is totally different from what I made before. This excites me and makes me happy. I hope that it excites you and makes you happy.

I've put up some new tracks from the new album, called The Big Finish for you to download. I'll be putting up a couple of tracks every few days for the coming 3 or 4 weeks. The first two are tracks one and three:

• 1. why ought i to


• 3. nantucket

I haven't decided yet whether I want to take down old tracks as I upload new ones, so you'll probably want to get them while they're fresh and hot!

Send me an email or contact me on my obligatory MySpace account if you like (or have a strong reaction to) what you hear.

latiflearned.com - where the magic happens.

Big Peepers

...and when you look at your face
look at this place
look at my face
with a new set of big peepers
write it all down on large paper
with big letters
for the type setters
try to slip it under the line
under the fence
under the watchful eye of
guardians of
lemons and love
protectors of our innocence
and once you've sent it away
given it up
seen it along
with the aims of a star person
put out the arms of your big feelers
and do it again
do it again
do it again



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Berate, Chastizer!

I ate the taller
I bate the master
irate, the smaller
I'm late, but faster.
I hate the squalor
I grate the cheddar
I ate what's under:
my mate would holler
"Berate, Chastizer!"
Checkmate! I wonder...
Cut tape, another
hater turned to lover
Great perm, my lover
ate sperm, I'd rather
be worm than maggot
I squirm with magic
We yearn the tragic
return to ashes
we burn the stash
to re-learn the past.

latif learned; how to rhyme