Another excellent search term that leads to /M/S/ – I would hurry up and use this title for a song or a poem r somethin, but instead here’s another video from Novos Baianos:
Weapons on Bed
July 11, 2009 by minorsecondsParrot + Tarot
July 5, 2009 by minorsecondsTwo things I look at every day
Circa Winter Collage, Found in the stacks & scatters
Latest Artings have been rough…underwhelming results mostly, though I like this tag
Sorry the blog is so sleepy. Job job life’s tough blah blah etc. I’m going to see ‘Tyson’ tonight. I’ve been quite immersed in cassette tapes lately; mixtapes for friends if you want em.
Cupcake Cuff
June 25, 2009 by minorseconds
Regular rigors have got my brain all stretchy and pliable like hot putty, so I’ve fashioned a bit of a handle this week, and I’m maintaining a grip–hopefully it’s not just the eye-socket of a storm. Normal is always new, in a way…brains like to adjust, and if I’m managing not to capsize with the help of frozen corndogs, frequent thriftshopping and an early bedtime, why complain?
Air War is keeping my music-mind busy, as new riffs and pieces need lyrics and other mouth-noises. The lyric suggestion sheets we distributed at our last show have yielded good word-kernels and actionable criticism–we are well on our way to a more democratic method of rocking.
The summer is bustin’ out, and I just got a new glue-stick. It may be tags-tyme again soon. Will keep you posted…
I should be dancing
June 20, 2009 by minorsecondsSaturday is the new Friday, where I am concerned, and as I prepare to perform my various labors, I’d like what what she’s having
Feeling Flu
June 17, 2009 by minorsecondsDoing battle, guts amiss, body aching
Tolls take
The Move
June 7, 2009 by minorseconds
Ore Chasms
June 7, 2009 by minorseconds
I’m all knotted
from an intensely long week
Finally, A Sabbath
I’m good for predictions, at least
May 29, 2009 by minorsecondsC’mon Weeekend
May 21, 2009 by minorsecondsIt’s thursday morning and I’m sorely needing it to be Friday afternoon. At least i’m not at work for 7 today… Maybe Minor Seconds is about to evolve yet again, into a tedious job blog [wrote 32 emails today, missed lunch] with the promise of boring us all to death.
A former employer once suggested that, rather than a calling card, I get custom ballpoint pens made, that would say “Cord Bueker – Professional”. I think if I had some made now, they would say “Cord Bueker – Employee”. It rings truer, and this economy, it’s pretty sexy, right?
Despite the lack of artings, incomplete beats and other bloggy dude solos, I’m still hard at work in the basement–Air War keeps on truckin, and there ain’t no hole in our bucket. In fact we’re playing a house show on Friday: 4209 SE 63rd, in Foster-Powell, starting about 9. Thus will kick off my first three day weekend as a man of abundant employment, in which I will scrill out madly and also perhaps do a thing or two. Heck, I may even drive my car! Ka-Kow!
