Archive for ‘Magnanimous Misanthropy’

March 27, 2020

Down From The Mountain

The trail you blazed was a well-worn path.
Narcissistic heroics,
with one eye on posterity.
Until the time rolled around to reverse
into the antithesis of what you once
so convincingly pretended to be: stripped
of the trappings of excess, climbing
the twelve steps on the ladder to success.
Sober up, straighten out, settle down
and become what you always wanted to be –
a clean-living family man.
That was the plan,
and it worked out perfectly.

An artist over-appreciated in his lifetime,
who threw himself a lifeline
of excess. Sheer force of vanity
kept you going; self-immolation
in the interest of self-preservation.
A smart career move:
You got it all out of your system, knowing
you weren’t in it for the long haul,
and found that underneath it all,
you were just a regular creative joe,
who used to claim that he couldn’t say no.

While others took a stand, you showed your hand,
reaping the rewards of self-destruction
as reconstruction, making mountains
out of your stumbling blocks.
A prince of redundant darkness,
chipping every nickel out of that rock.
A smug survivor, without a damaged liver,
satisfying a luxurious affliction
from a position of responsibility.
It wouldn’t be worth it
if you couldn’t do it publicly.

August 31, 2019

Seeking Answers and Gaining an Understanding

THE LYDIAN PODCAST
A ‘chat’ in the desert with Lydia Lunch and Tim Dahl.
It may be worth mentioning that this conversation took place over breakfast…
http://lydianspin.libsyn.com/episode-7

August 20, 2019

Last Ride

You lose your face, your health, your mind,
and what do you find?
Wisdom…
that it is too late to use.

You don’t have time anymore,
time has you. It speeds up
as you slow down,
and all the wasted years come rushing back
as you run out of fuel on a one way track.

The last ride is an express train,
not bound for glory,
no more stations,
end of story.

February 12, 2019

Beauty and Happiness

Beauty depresses me,
knowing that it’s temporary.
Positivity requires too much energy.
And even if I were happy,
I wouldn’t admit it,
for that would be an insult
to those who are not,
and those who pretend to be.

January 13, 2019

Moments of Rare Delight

Delivering a profound spiritual message for humanity at…

Echoplex, 1154 Glendale Blvd, Los Angeles, CA 90026
Saturday Jan 19th  8pm
w/ Flesh Eaters & Mud Honey

Furstworld, 8528 Desert Shadows Rd, Joshua Tree, CA 92252
Friday Jan 25th  7.30pm

Space Cowboy Books, 61871 29 Palms Hwy, Joshua Tree, CA 92252
Saturday Jan 26th 3-4.30pm
w/ Gabriel Hart


Chevalier’s Books
, 126 N.Larchmont, Los Angeles CA 90004
Sunday Feb 3rd   5pm
w/ Janet Fitch

 

December 9, 2018

An Act of Great Treachery and Narcissism

Where egotism and self-loathing meet, where urgency merges with futility. Let me grace you with my absence…

November 6, 2018

Roasting Sparks

I will be throwing barbs at the Mael boys at this fun-filled event.

 

April 9, 2018

Soar Into a Rosy Zone of Contemplation

Now unavailable on Instaflam:
https://www.instagram.com/johntottenham/

… Put it out there and watch nothing happen.

March 23, 2016

Golden Waters

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Instead of doing my own work,
I took a long hard look
at somebody else’s work,
in the hope of being pleasantly relieved
by how bad it was.
But, much as I tried to deny it,
it was undeniably good.
And it pours out of him
like a gusher from a golden fountain
that never stops flowing.
Compared to this strained trickle
from a blocked and rusty faucet.
I take consolation
in how much it has cost me,
as if that might somehow redeem it.
Which, of course, it doesn’t.
But I don’t have much else
to take consolation in.

July 2, 2015

Morbidly Wistful Melancholy

On Raymond Pettibon pettibon_joan-crawford http://artillerymag.com/tottenham-corner-raymond-pettibon/