Fear of the Dark

The bite ain'
t bben up to it's normal whitty banter as archives represent; I have learned from media studies that modern journalism is greatly influenced by the reporters tendancy to wrap things up in a convienent package, complimented by convienent moralistic apprasial at the end which compromises the story. Thats the practice. The Bite isn't news-but the realizationstrikes close to home. It'll be a moment till I recover.

In team news-

Summertime BBQ's, transient rumored to have disappeared, one gay dog, motorcycles, text messages, booze, editing, school, laughing, rocknroll,-



-blues festival, trouble, rewards, harmonicas, quitting jobs, blue skies, friends, shitheads, night bus, Night Train, street drinking, filming, 40's, hipsters-

-swimming, travel, trendy copycats, gas money, guitars, girls, guys, walking places, beards, mice in the house, sketchy hard drives, drugs, daags, daags on drugs-


-festivals in the parks, bicycles, whiskey, new friends, new videos, visitors, sunshine, fog, beach, cigarettes, freeways, fire, Russia-


-Internet gambling, summer school, pool, comedy club, crybabies, pizza mountain, The Pig, cold coffee, etc, and forever onward---

-enjoying our summer. Horsebite Cafe.

Inbreed the witches and worship the dogs. . .

Bored one day and rigged up a pulley system to fuck with the dogs.





Just like a bitter weed, I'm a bad seed, but when the levee's through and I am too let the honkey tonk roll on, come morning I'll be gone.

After some good jokes and a six-pack:

workin on things-current motivation directed elsewhere. Horsebite Cafe.
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Blue Cheer-Cafe Du Norde

Got to see Blue Cheer the other night. Seeing any band play who have been around for over 40 years is a unique experience especially when they are back in their element. They played in a small venue in the heart of S.F. to a good crowd with psychedelic drugs goin' round.

Here they are on the Beat Club in 1968.

Methuselah

Total assault on the culture by any mean necessary, including Rock n Roll, Dope, and cutting the fuckin phone lines.

Movie Review

Dziga Vertov's Man With a Movie Camera (1929) is an avant-garde, documentary meta-narrative which celebrates Soviet workers and filmmaking. The film uses radical editing techniques and cinematic pyrotechnics to portray a typical day in Moscow from dawn to dusk.

His film opens with a manifesto, a series of intertitles telling us that this film is an "experiment," a search for an "absolute language of cinema" that is "based on its total separation from the language of literature and theater." This manifesto echoes an earlier one that Vertov wrote in 1922, in which he disavowed the films of D. W. Griffith and others as psychological dramas--cliches, copies of copies, films overly indebted to novels and theatrical conventions.



Vertov desired to create cinema that had its own "rhythm, one lifted from nowhere else, and we find it in the movements of things." For Vertov an emphasis on the psychological interfered with the worker's "desire for kinship with the machine." And as a peoples' artist, Vertov felt that the peoples' cinema must "introduce creative joy into all mechanical labor" and "foster new people."

A bad case of the

watch out ladies

Ghosts of War

We have alot of bikes around the house.

They are hard to let go of sometimes especially when you just need to go for a ride.

They normally come for free, but I heard that Andy even made $50.00 off one of them.
Thats why I'm getting a scooter.

Horsebite Cafe history lesson

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Who can identify this last one? (Clue-the ID is real, but the name is fake)