7YO: Guess who?ME: Who?7YO: Chicken poo! 5YO: Daddy, guess what?ME: What?5YO: Chicken pee!ME: I don’t think that….5YO: Guess who!?ME: Who?5YO: Chicken glasses!ME: I’m not playing this anymore. 7YO: One more! Guess what?ME: Ok, one more. What?7YO: Chicken butt! ME: Ok. 5YO: A–S–S stands for butt. MOM: Let’s not repeat that anywhere. _________________ Despite slicing up … Continue reading Pardon Our Poultry
When we started Eunoia Solstice, Eric and I wanted to post compositional prompts and games. We called it “The Goading,” but only managed to goad each other. Here is one of the prompts we developed and my response to it using song titles. MyTunes Remixa. Open iTunes and view your songs according to artist. b. Sort … Continue reading From the Eunoia Archives: Accidental Lyrics
The 7YO begins to poke at her breakfast toast, a nice deli loaf slice shaped like a long oval. She makes eye-holes and puts it on her face like a superhero mask. 7YO: I’m Toast Ma’am!ME: Where did you get that from?7YO: The toast.ME: No, is that from a video or something?7YO: It’s from the … Continue reading Toast Ma’am and The Tractor Made Me Do It
This was originally published on May 28, 2013. The Drunken Odyssey is still going as strong as ever and John’s first novel, Guy Psycho and the Ziggurat of Shame has recently been published. The Drunken Odyssey came to me at the perfect time. I had just had a baby and had started to write again … Continue reading From the Eunoia Archives: An Interview with John King
This is a conversation that I heard about but didn’t hear. 5YO: Do you have any kids’ shows on your TV?Grandma: Nope. 5YO: Why not?Grandma: Grandpa and I don’t watch those shows.5YO: You don’t even have the channels?Grandma: Our TV doesn’t have those channels.5YO: Why not?Grandma: Grandpa and I don’t need them.5YO: But didn’t you … Continue reading Almost Overheard + Goodbye, Eunoia
Scott Bazar and I have started collaborating. Our first track has some spoken word elements from me, while his foundation track was improvised, partially with a microwave rotator. The first time I played with Scott, I was at a festival and in a small theater. The instrument he gave me was a prepared metal garden rake … Continue reading New Sounds + Words
My mom spent most of her birthday hanging out with the grandkids and the two new kittens. Thinking about our generations together made me think of some of the poems that give words to that kind of joy and the odd feeling that ripples through your vision as you get older (sometimes a sadness? a … Continue reading To Find Words When the Words Are Hard to Find
After a library visit, we were driving by a very popular taco joint near us and I commented on its popularity. My youngest improvised a song: I sat down at the taco placeand asked them to feed my face.I ate it all and then got scared,‘Cause I farted myself up into space. I thought it … Continue reading To Boldly Go
The kids and I finished the second-to-last phase of filming for a video project that will hopefully be done within a month. When asked about the experience making stuff, I was told, “My butt just burped.” [Identity withheld to protect the guilty.] Here are some pre-edit screen shots. Continue reading Summer Alembics
Stephen McClurg 