A Clown On Fire
music
While My Keytar Gently Weeps
My wife masters the art of mockery—Le Clown being her target of preference: my passionate, incoherent, rambling excursions into obscure pop culture trivia, my unabashed infatuation with reality TV, and my tiresome insistence that the Eighties had good music (her words). I’m an 80s kid, I grew up watching Family Ties, lending my good looks to Robert Smith and … Continue reading
The Birth of the Cool
Writing about the life and death of my father proved to be an arduous task. Before tackling The Blues and the Abstract Truth, I revisited previous posts on the man: from his birth in extreme poverty to his tragic death, his life was a sad one. If you were to pick up his biography in … Continue reading
The Blues and the Abstract Truth III
A block away lived a man and his family. We would often visit. The adults would sit around a glass table, roll joints, and smoke. From the dim room, I could hear the strum of a guitar. Occasionally, vocal harmonies. The kids recreated Spring’s awakening in the man’s living room: she was a bud about … Continue reading
The Blues and The Abstract Truth II
You have harmonized your weakest beat, and have freed yourself from the blues; your death plays on constant rotation. Get up to a different song, switch the catalog, mute the void, count cadence skip a beat downbeat out beat play outside The Multiplication Table. Abstracting your death numbs the pain. A gut-ripping trip back to your legacy, … Continue reading
The Blues and the Abstract Truth
It was white. Everything was white. Translucent. It was cold. Everywhere was cold. The neighborhood silent. Montreal, breathless. Frost. Ice. Still. Insomnia. January 1998. Lately, I fall asleep to the sound of woodwinds. Tonight, the sound of brass was muted by the storm, and replaced by the sound of wind whistling through the window pane. … Continue reading
Blogroll Inductee – Brent Waggoner
The Great XMAS Blogroll Induction Extravaganza – Day 5. This is a very special XMAX blogroll induction. Not that past inductees weren’t special, but this one is extra, extra special… If I wasn’t the eloquent Le Clown, I would say something like this is a special, special XMAS blogroll induction. Today, I’m introducing you to BRENT … Continue reading
Anthems for a Forty-One Year Old Man
“Music is the glue of the world”. (Can’t believe I’m quoting Empire Records) My wife and I met on an on-line dating site. On her profile: ”Queen of fucking everything. Pure fucking magic. No kids please“. On mine: “Before you send me a message, please know that I am a music lover. Please know that I … Continue reading
Le Clown the Magnificent Roadie – Part I
I first met Valérie Jodoin Keaton back in 2004 – I was 99 years old. Le Clown was a tad nervous… Although I was meeting Valérie for the first time, I knew who she was, and I was not going to let her know that being The Dears‘ keyboardist and backing vocalist made Le Clown gush … Continue reading
U2 Gives Me a Bono
Our household: one woman living with bipolar II, an 8-year old boy struggling with an attention deficit disorder, a 28-month old demon child and a recovering alcoholic. We live in peaceful coexistence. Until the subject of U2 arises. The Ringmistress is rock’n’roll: The Rolling Stones, Headstones, Buck 65 and other shitheads like Hawksley Workman. Le … Continue reading
The National Started it All
A “barf in your mouth” moment brought to you by Le Clown. Remember the post about Sara and Le Clown’s first date? Shame on you. The date lasted 24 hours, and as the sun was about to set, it was time to drive my future wife-to-be back to her 230 square foot flat. Back then, Le … Continue reading
Internet Famous
Badges of honour
A Clown on Fire by www.clownonfire.wordpress.com is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 3.0 Unported License.
