"guide to making your own social S-cape"
(album cover for "Guide to an Escape" by Rue Royale, 2011*)
1) "The Right Material Stuff"
Like Superman -- a.k.a. Clark Kent, a mild-mannered and nerd-glassed reporter for the "Daily Planet," a newspaper with a circulation apparently impervious to the evil bad-guy money pirates of comic book Metropolis -- the material you use to make your own social S-cape is important. It needs to fit you like a glove.
You know, like a really long and flappy glove that's tied around your neck and, when standing, runs down your back almost to the ground. A flappy glove with enough special aerodynamic lift to allow your earth-bound ass to fly. The ass being the biggest impediment that prevents most mammals from flying. That and an ego of grande ("'gran dee") ass proportions.
Flying is important. It will let you flee the bad guys in the nick of time, so the only "nicks" you get on your mild-mannered and nerd-glassed, super journalist-of-life, hero body-o, are from the Bic disposable razors you use for three months before changing -- whether they be used for legs and pits or hunky hero cheeks doesn't matter, because this super hero's guide for social S-capes is patent-pendingly, non-gender specifico.
2) "The Virtue of Sewing Like There's No Tomorrow"
Like voting in Chicago, sew fast and often. Because, really, in the near-term there is no tomorrow. One day you'll get up in the morning, pee, pull the nighttime drawers back up and waddle to the bathroom mirror, then peer into the room behind you with an atomic amalgamation of a mostly hairless ape standing stage-front center in the scene, as someone who looks nothing like the image living in your head of the girl or boy you went to bed with.
NO TOMORROW PERSON: What the fuck?
IMAGE IN THE MIRROR: In your heart you knew that this would happen.
NTP: Yeah, but (pulls on the overabundance of hunky cheek meat) ... this is just too, fucking weird.
IITM: Really. Try living in a mirror.
NTP: (examines eyebrows, pause) I have.
IITM: Ah. And now you, lucky human animal with girl meat and multiple-orgasm potential, have moved on from living in the fixed mirror on a bathroom wall, to the moving one that's living in your head.
NTP: (steps back to overview) And this would be just the shit that happens, then, when a solid, timeless world of two-dimension expectation morphs into the moving continuum of 3D space and time.
IITM: You realize you're past the suburbs and approaching downtown Obscure City.
3) "Find Your Thread in Obscure City"
Originally settled a while ago, no one knows for sure the exact date when people began to realize they could, and often did, come and go, from and to Obscure City. It could be that the way in and out of town was always there, it just took us a while to see it. Like being hidden in the mists of time, except the mists of time may have actually been in the Foggy Bottom of our heads.
Which, where, and whatever doesn't really matter. The point is you should find your super-hero, S-cape thread in Obscure City because if you follow the history of any thread, in space and time, you'll find that is where it starts. Our favorite story is that the idea of links and threads first came to a guy named Ed who, once people saw the usefulness of what he saw, became the Ed of Thread the linking Internet has now made famous.
In the story it was a rainy Saturday with nothing really interesting on t.v., the web was down due to a sun spot the size of Greenland that was flashing on-and-off in a series of long and short blinks that would later become the inspiration for Samuel Morse in developing a way of transmitting words over long distances.
MORSE CODE GUY: (writes with pencil) "Gerald. Not coming out to new ranch. Met someone new in Boston. Best wishes. Sylvia."
ASSISTANT: (reading over shoulder) Man, that's cold.
With Morse code being a lot like Twitter, except in 1880 Kansas a social network consisted of a horse-and-wagon ride to town for supplies, and perhaps a glass of sarsaparilla served by Nell at The Empty You Saloon. As both Morse code taps and tap-tap Tweets have one central thing in common -- the linking indie threads of on and off that, in the pattern in the carpet of their hit and missed connections, form the fabric warp-and-weft of some-meaning-full-of-thing that's us.
4) "Go Little Hollywood"
... said in both the "go, team" root-on, and "follow that dream, dreamchild" senses, in rooting on the social S-cape wearing, super-hero dreamchild still living, somewhere, in the still-life lock up of the "man" and "woman" imprisonment of social role. It's the only chorus the 0-1 indie human genome knows -- go dreamchild and be a 1 with the 1 in free, where 1 + 1 forever equals 1 + 1, and nothing equals 0. Which means both that, in time, the absence of something is a relative form of nothing, and no form of something can ever have been nothing.
HAND AT BACK OF CLASS: So binary math, then, is just math that can't do math?
HEAD AT FRONT OF CLASS: Sorry. I'm not qualified to answer math questions.
HABOC: What can you do?
HAFOC: "Porgy and Bess." On the ocarina.
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- * from the album "Guide to an Escape" 2011: 1) "Guide to an Escape"; 2) Halfway Blind; 3) "Flightline"; 7) "Crater"; 9) "We'll Go on Alright"
... by Brookln and Ruth Dekker of Rue Royale
- "After the Gold Rush" by Neil Young, from "Neil Young" 1970, performed live in Berlin 1982, lyrics
- "The Wolf" by Mumford & Sons, from "Wilder Mind" 2015, performed in studio 2015, with album producer James Ford beating the tom-toms, lyrics
- "Sedona" by Houndmouth from "Little Neon Limelight" 2015, lyrics