i was whistlin a tune

moonburn

¢ driving a buick in circles around a statue. the buick is dark blue. the statue is predictably marble. though the driver would prefer bronze or obsidian and something more abstract. the statue is warm and representational. this is a church picnic, carnival, fair and this buick circling the statue is one of the attractions. one of the things you look at at the fair.
the buick and statue and circle in the dirt are bordered on one side by the dunking booth. the dunking booth is always a popular attraction. a high school principal or a deacon of the church wearing a yellow sweatervest. a man loved in such a way as to readily facilitate a long line of admirers willing to send him into a tank of cold water. the front of the tank is plexiglass so the participants can enjoy the dunked man's underwater plight. extra satisfaction.
on the other side, a table under a small pavilionlike tent facilitates a school of goldfish in very small bowls. this game involves pingpong balls. but it is only attractive to children whose parents are not present. parents are not fond of their children bringing goldfish home from the fair.
but the statue is a beautiful woman. thankfully sufficiently clad. there is a dark blue buick and a circle in the dirt made by the endless orbit. there must be extra gasoline hidden somewhere.
even though the beautiful woman called a statue is not suggestively clad she keeps the driver of the buick's attention. he keeps driving in the same tiretracks thinking occasionally of discontinuing the circle. altering his course. but how can he with this statue? it's not a like a rotary, a traffic circle. he's not in new england. so he keeps circling. following himself. hot on his trail.
the bystanders, observers are puzzled by their inability to participate. why else would they be there? what else would they do? there's no one there taking tickets. it looks like there might be some prizes on the far side of the circle but it's hard to tell for the dust.
the statue holds their attention. even as the buick completes additional cycles. who is she? the crowd wonders. there is a small brass plaque at her feet but no one dares cross the path of the buick. even if that is the point of the exhibit and the plaque reads: you win! and the driver stops the buick hops to the back of the circle as the dust thinks of settling. and the winner gets to choose a now less- obscure prize.
but the buick continues circling. people come and go puzzled. they appreciate the buick and the precision of the circle and with little left to do they move on. ¢

driving a buick in circles around a statue

collaboration:

aaron howard vox & words

tuncay çakır music & remix
https://soundcloud.com/musicoality

from 'the statue got me high':

¢ driving a buick in circles around a statue. the buick is dark blue. the statue is predictably marble. though the driver would prefer bronze or obsidian and something more abstract. the statue is warm and representational. this is a church picnic, carnival, fair and this buick circling the statue is one of the attractions. one of the things you look at at the fair.
the buick and statue and circle in the dirt are bordered on one side by the dunking booth. the dunking booth is always a popular attraction. a high school principal or a deacon of the church wearing a yellow sweatervest. a man loved in such a way as to readily facilitate a long line of admirers willing to send him into a tank of cold water. the front of the tank is plexiglass so the participants can enjoy the dunked man's underwater plight. extra satisfaction.
on the other side, a table under a small pavilionlike tent facilitates a school of goldfish in very small bowls. this game involves pingpong balls. but it is only attractive to children whose parents are not present. parents are not fond of their children bringing goldfish home from the fair.
but the statue is a beautiful woman. thankfully sufficiently clad. there is a dark blue buick and a circle in the dirt made by the endless orbit. there must be extra gasoline hidden somewhere.
even though the beautiful woman called a statue is not suggestively clad she keeps the driver of the buick's attention. he keeps driving in the same tiretracks thinking occasionally of discontinuing the circle. altering his course. but how can he with this statue? it's not a like a rotary, a traffic circle. he's not in new england. so he keeps circling. following himself. hot on his trail.
the bystanders, observers are puzzled by their inability to participate. why else would they be there? what else would they do? there's no one there taking tickets. it looks like there might be some prizes on the far side of the circle but it's hard to tell for the dust.
the statue holds their attention. even as the buick completes additional cycles. who is she? the crowd wonders. there is a small brass plaque at her feet but no one dares cross the path of the buick. even if that is the point of the exhibit and the plaque reads: you win! and the driver stops the buick hops to the back of the circle as the dust thinks of settling. and the winner gets to choose a now less- obscure prize.
but the buick continues circling. people come and go puzzled. they appreciate the buick and the precision of the circle and with little left to do they move on. ¢



driving a buick in circles around a statue - collab with tuncay çakır

a conversation abt a buick driving in circles around a statue



she is aware she is sculpture

how does a buick communicate?

from 'the statue got me high'

how does a buick communicate?

ask the snakecharmer

the driver is not wearing a helmet

a goldfish can deal with the ferriswheel

aaron howard reads 'the epistles of amerigo mackeral'

with 

aaron pfannebecker
alex colwell
gwen krueger
jeff burns
ned wilbur

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