Author Archives: 9

Found in New York Trash

Today was my lucky day. After a late dinner with Josefina Ayerza, by some mystical force we decided to pass by Kathy Grayson’s ‘Hole’, the new gallery on Greene Street, for a peek. In front of their next door neighbour, the ponciest bagmaker Louis Vuitton, someone had dumped bundled blocks of countless Sotheby’s catalogues. I scuffled [...]

The Great Scouse

I redeemed this moment from the window of the ignoble Morrison Hotel boutique wankpit/gallery/shop on Prince Street. Insolence is a trademark of  9.

My Office

Finishing off the editing/formatting of my new book of poems: Intermittent Lunacy at my open air office facing the East Village. When there I usually  stay till sundown and get a lot of work done.

The Sun Said

Irresistible. The Sun dipping in the western horizon beyond Manhattan.

The Rabbit Hole

Soothing my natural needs for a split second in the concrete jungle. The coffee is grand.

Ms. Monroeing

After I wrote the poem Marilyn Monroe – based on the news I heard about her posthumous book release – I came across this on Wythe avenue. You may listen to the poem on bibliotek.

Tongue in Cheeky Records

Tonight, at Zebulon, Brooklyn, I am throwing a party. A nice break from KiNo Live preparations. Spinning with records I love. Come along and say hello with the clicking of your dancing shoes. Zebulon is located at 258 wythe avenue. 2230 kick-off.

A Night’s Hard Day

Alan McSeveney and KiNo at the Night of Joy after working with monstrous machines and cables all day in the studio.

Bangers, Mash & Beans

Tea and sympathy servicing my expatriate needs, Greenwich Village.

Arranging Rearranging

On the dissecting table a batch of songs for the KiNo Live:
Pack of Wolves, Bequeath me the World, Vainglorious, Pola Negris and Won’t Do… Virtues of big sheets and coloured felt tip pens. Poet at work.

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