African born Irishman who was dragged to the US as a small child
and raised on the grounds of a massive 'mental institution' [ where
my father killed time as a psychiatrist] on the east coast
presently living in Portland [ after 10 years in SF] and working
for a non-profit mental health agency. Love what I do but don't
want to be consumed by it. Write poerty [ which I think is quite
good however much my 'friends' stare blankly at me after reading
it], love the crack pot drama of politics, a shameless liberal loud
mouth. Also cotten to whip smart women with strong opinions about
pretty much everything but no interest in manufactured drama. Music
is my anti dote to the general stupidty of media culture and I have
a strong affection for Tom Waits, weepy Jesus country and the long
range of all that exists between these two poles.
And......what else? Felony free, playful as an otter, kind as a
priest who has recently left the order to pursue ordinary and
extra-ordinary pleasures. Also, I am......flummoxed [sp] by what do
to with all these bales of hundred dollar bills laying about my
What I’m doing with my life
I’m really good at
Extemporaneous speeches, usually let loose on balconies. I have a
dark and booming voice and so do not require a bullhorn. Listening
[ and no, I am not making this up this time] . Rescuing infants
from burning buildings. I think that covers it. For now.
The first things people usually notice about me
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Lets just go for authors; Samuel Beckett, Philp Roth, Cormac
McCarthy, Denis Johnson, Ian McEwan, Mark Strand, John Ashbery, The
Rilke. Love foreign films as they are les full of bullshit.
Music.....Waits, Sun Kil Moon, Iris De Ment, , Damien Jurado,
Lucinda Williams, Tom Verlaine, Eno/Byrnes Bush of Ghosts, REM [
yep] Husker Du, Zepperela, Bill the Fizzell, 5 percent of Brian
Jonestown Massacre, King Sunny Ade.....Handkes 7th Continet, The
Piano Teacher, Cache; Melancholia, some of Orzons stuff......and,
very much, Pina Bausch, the dead German choreographer who is
brilliant beyond description........
The six things I could never do without
finding the lost ear ring the following day
the luck of speaking out
the complex surprise
the rigors of kindness
I spend a lot of time thinking about
How my preference for complex women remains something I well need
to discuss with my hypnotist. Then again she too is complex,
leading to all kinds of messy discussions, hence resolving nothing.
On a typical Friday night I am
Consulting with my bail bondsman, or....bonds woman. Drinking, with
great vigor, with my friends of a half blind date who is so
inclined. Staring blankly at my puppy as she shreds another
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I could be deported before then next sun rises.
Then again I wouldn't mind being forced to go back to Ireland.
Zambia not so much.
You should message me if
you have access to a telephone