Manolin, the Dj in Seattle, and the way things should be..."

29.07.08
Vashon,Wa
eeuu

...this painting ?
We are on Vashon, I am working like a dog
and the lady in this old house with the
car window glass for panes...
She had a Donald Roller Wilson, no,
she had three Donald Roller Wilson
on her weird candy pink walls...
She was told there was a poor, but famous
artist commin out...
to clean the windows...
We begin to speak
and the Manoline with green apple
It comes up...
and the "Fiesta de Lugones 2005"
AND
" A man juggling cats... No.2"
Sez I should be famous,
" But poor ?..." I asked...

So, this brother I work for
has put together this scene
He smiled when the day ended.
Said " There. You feel better ? "
Needed some major event.
Something that didn' hurt.
Something that didn't make
anybody cry...
Something.
It happened...
we're all talkin'
A good day was had by all...
Would have liked to share it...

be well todo mundo...

J. Level

...Ok Ok Ok

On .." The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death " part 15 " In the bus station with Jesus, the Son of God and all that"

24.07.08
Seawa
day 48


...Jesus said .. " So...". Without much commitment.

The Lake Charles bus station was filled for the 8:00 to Pooler, Georgia " and beyond..."...
Jesus lifted the cage dog box up to eye level, lil' Moco, he just looked terrified and thought...
" I am a dog that could end up truly fucked..here i tell ya... O que' ...Time to say some thing to this brother.... Time to break a long given promis , time to spill....

...and lil' Moco said... " Brother, cough-wheeze ... It is time for you to first let me outta this got damn box, and get me somthing to drink, something to eat and got damn !!! Don't you stink like a dog..."

So, lil' Moco looked around. Free and using the ability to communicate, he thought, " This might not suck.. But the hippy gets tourtured. Really stinks. 10 days in van sorta funk...".

And Jesus said... " !!! I KNEW !!!!! I told Death " That dog was talking..", and Death said I was nuts and offered me a martini... I saw you talking with Mierdina from the van...!!!!I KNEW !!!"
..and with a reality unfolding before him, Jesus, was starting to change the plan. The thought that if lil' Moco could take on some longistical responsiblities...would leave him to planning and public relations...a freak show. Another, freak show...

.Li' Moco said ... " Hey !! But first, we're is going to that hotel there acrossed the street, checkin' got damn in, Freakboy ! You! hippy !!!!! Bath time !!!!!!!. And we is a goin' going now. Walk !....No, the other way my brother...iyyyyshhhh. " iyyysshed lil' Moco... trottin' between the fat people and their kids, and all their stuff. Happy to be going...can't wait to get there...

"That will be 30 bucks , in advance, and that lil' dog...You mind he don't do his business on those carpets...We gots our standards, you know... " said Wayne , the desk clerk of the Buke Hotel on Broad St.

... Walking up to room 33. Third floor end of the hall. lil' Moco said... " We gots standards...", and pissed on the banister railing post..." I aint' gots no got damn standards...I'm a dog, after all...". They got to the room. Jesus opened the door and lil' Moco jumped up on the bed... " ..Now you get yourself in the shower, use soap. You looked confused...you do know what soap is don't you hippy ???... I gotta make some calls ...Now you just get your skinny freakboy ass in there...and don't you come out till' I say so...Good God ! Oops. Sorry Jesus... but you stink brother. Gotta funk goin on got Damn !! I'm goin out to buy you some clothes, and some food and a fone card...don't leave till' i get back...Got damnit...!!! "

.. lil' M.oco went down the stairs " ...Hey Wayne...", he said passing the front desk. Wayne was oblivious to all. He was reading the new copy of " Leather Nun ", and in love with the priests house keeper, Nurnia, as was Father Joel...

In Cameron Parish...

Death ran around filling Margarita glasses,wearing his baseball hat that sported what looked to be the coca cola label , but when closely inspected it revealed the phrase... " Enjoy my large cock..." Death was outta control.

Dawn said ... " That Death is totally outta control..."
Venus " who caused all this really " said... " you aint' seen nothing yet baby..."



next chapter... " Jesus in a leisure suit, Death in a g-string, and the boy named Daniel, whom couldn't be trusted."

be well todo mundo,

J.Level

c 2008 spl " On... The freak show and its passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death " parts 1-15

...and YDD, you really told them everything didn't
you ? I told you not to trust them, and look what they did....
you are supposed to be an allie,and a hero, act like one please.
I don't deserve this becouse i loved you.

...On " The Freakshow, and it's passing thru the Valley of the shadow of Death....part 14" John Kline, a minor God "

19.07.08
Seattle,Wa.



The silence was a deep and noisy thing rollin' down 6th towards the Greyhound station.
Downtown Lake Charles, La. John Kline alternated from scrubbin lil' Mocos head to shifting the Dodge,
occasionally looking over at Jesus, who was looking at his hand, hanging limply out the window. He had the look of a brother beaten. A brother that had lost himself

...Jesus said... " You know John, I like it better on the freeway. A guy can really fly his hand, on the freeway..."


The plan was this: Jesus said he would go. But, John Kline would pay. But Jesus said he wanted to go north and see and old friend in Concord, Dan , ...." He used to have an Afro... Think he still would still be so cool as to wear an Afro here in the 90"s...
..." This is 2007 brother, man..." said John Kline. Jesus said " Oh. Yeah. Wheres my head...?. He also wanted to go to to Denver and see Old Jim, the bass player, " ...and maybe I will take up the harmonica again... Ol' Jim would love that...."... Jesus said. Lil' Moco's looked up at Jesus, thinking,
..." Man, this is a weird brother..Big league nut house material." John Kline thought, " Thank you.." Jesus would end up in Los Angeles in a about a month ". All would be well, 93% less drama than he had thought...
..." If I'm not murdered in my bed..." mumbled Jesus. John Kline heard Jesus, and shot him a look that said..." Murdered in your BED ???? now that's a little dramatic er what ? " sorta look. Turnin' left on a red, John Kline heads toward the Greyhound lot. John parks the Dodge, and they sat.

...John Kline said... " Your not sure you just don't wanna go right back to L.A. ?... You know, your house, the big TV, your gun collection..."

...and Jesus said... " John, I just feel it's time for me to choose a path and go. What you want or the clan wants, or thinks for that matter is irrelevant. I feel the doubts they have in me were based on fears and insecurities that I'm workin' on...I love too much. I get stepped on. I am tried .The permanence has slipped away. I like things that don't go away or get lost, ya know John...? I'll be fine somewhere else, brother. I'm Jesus after all, you know , Son of God, and all that hummm ???

...and John Kline said..." Sooooooo, your not goin' back to L.A. ? "

...Jesus said... " I am going, and I think I'd like to go the rest of the way alone from here, John, Mind if I take this dog here, lil' Moco. I like dog's, John. Don't know what I was thinking... " scrubbin' lil' Moco's head.

...and Lil' Moco thought ..." I am going to Concord, Denver, then to who bloody knows where like baggage, under bleedin' bus...?
with the son of God...? Of course. I am a dog. I can't talk or choose. Damn !!! Next time around, in my next life, you people are gonna pay !!!! sooooo help me ....grrrrr- snarrrrrrl- wheeeeeze- cough......."


Jesus sat looking at the bus that would eventually take him away from Lake Charles, and off to the north. Not happy, so he wasn't. The shift from a clan, to just him and lil' Moco, was all to much for Jesus. Jesus said " ...This is waaaaaaaay too much for me lil' Moco..." The bus left at 11: 00 pm. It was 7:00pm now. Jesus said good bye to John Kline , gathering Lil' Moco's little cage box, with Lil' Moco starin' out with his bulgy sad dark eyes... it was a pitiful site those two walking away from the car. Skinny Jesus with the dog box cage. Jesus had no shoes... John Kline sat and watched until the door closed behind Jesus, started up the Dodge and with one look back, put it in first, let out the clutch, the car stalls with a lurch... John starts it again and drives off back to Warren's in Cameron Parish. There were going to be question, " and the most were gonna come from Death, I'll bettcha..." said John Kline....

Back at Warren and Dawns in Cameron Parish...

...Warren screams.... " DAWN !!!!!!!! where the hell is my got damn Dodge ? "

....Death said.... " I' gonna make Margritiaaaaaaaasssssssss !!!!!!!"

...Venus " who caused all this really " said... " Anybody seen John Kline ? "

...Dave said..." There's more beer in the fridge, no ?

...Domingo said... " I never say no, I say thank you..."

...Mierdina thought... " So, the little bastard ran off with the enemy hummmm ? Gotta get me a map, looks like I'm going to L.A. "



Next Chapter " In the bus station with Jesus, the son of God and all that..."

Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

©2008spl " On..." The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death, parts 1-14"

cien....

16.07.08
Seattle,Wa
EEUU

Still not at 70%.
Still find they're askin' me
" Hey ! your with us no ? "
" he's got the thousand yard stare thing goin on again..."
" SPEAK ENGLISH !!!!! god dam what the hell is he saying !!!!???? "

Hung with the brothers at the Mexican burrito joint
on the hill last night. They are all from Guymas,
they smile when I talk. Not 100% castellano,

" Say that again.... do you hear the way he sez "Cien"
THH-enn..."
" Where the hell are you from brother...?"
I used to live in the old country,
I am in exile.
" heavy word, exile..."
Yeah.

Hot today in the rainy city,
and am goin to work.
Things are as they are.

be well todo mundo...

J.Level

...a phone call

26.04.08
Heavylandia,es

...So,
Workin' in the Bukowski bar,
Things are hot, and the boss is this little guy
who likes to scream alot...barks really.
Yeah, he barks. He is a cool guy. You can't help but like the brother.
Nobody really on the chain of command, so I'm not.
The immigrant.
" ...can you believe an American would come to this shithole
" looking for a better life what an imbicle "...
he sez to his friends.
" ...Wish I could see the Grand Canyon one day...
it's as big as they say, no ? " he wishes.

The fone rings....
It's someone I have not reeeeeeeeealy
wanted to speak with just yet...
" Damn " I whispered to my boss,
he waved a " aaaah " at me,
and I went upstairs and
listened for 30 long minutes...

Later that day...

...moppin the floor
talking to the other immigrant,
She's from the middle east
has a cool accent...
Boss strolls in...
lookin around,
opens the fridge and looks around
lookin around...
lifts a chunk a cheese, and
strolls over torwards me
" ya all right man...?"
puttin his skinny hand on my shoulder...
" Si, pero no..." I mumble.
(Yes but no...)

"The end isn't as ulgy as you think. It
could be much worse. You've hesitated too many times...
Carpe Diem Motherfucker !!!..." the voice, on the other end
of that satellite rift in time said.

" I ain't heard that in a very, very long time", I said to my boss.
Whom smiled, and smiled somemore...
" Carpe Diem motherfucker !!!...I like that.", he smiled.
Then he put his skinny hand on the back of my greasy neck
and kissed me on the cheek...
" Carpe Diem Motherfucker ", he said softly,
lookin me in the eye...

We ate together,
and went out and smoked a joint.
Gotta go back at 8:15 pm till 2:00am or so...
The brother will bark and growl,
I will put in my earphones and go into
"Auto-Level", because we will be slammed
on a perfect saturday night...at the Bukowski bar
and Bukowski will smile at me slyly,
as he's a barkin' and a growlin',
" Carpe Diem motherfucker !!!"

Seize the day motherfucker...

That was my day 10:00am til 5:00pm...
The freakshow continues,
but a short while longer...
I cannot wait see something different.

Be well todo mundo,

J. Level

Up on the roof again, with Dan...

On..." The freak show and it's passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death part 12 " You are now leaving Lake Charles..."

...Jesus stood. The open van door was behind him... Mocos and Meirdina perched before him,.. snarling and wheezing, pawing at the ground like bulls. Jesus thought he could juuuuuuust make out a little blood, dripping from the sneering mouth of Meirdina...Jesus was not up for this.
Jesus said: " I am not reeeeee-ally up for this..." The dogs held there places, Jesus looked towards the house, where he could see Death, in the big kitchen window wavin' what looked like a big jar of martini's in one hand, and a giant slab of ribs in the other... Death yelled from the window: " Jesus !!! , would you be a chap and wait just a few minutes more...Hummmmm? We're looking for glasses for everybody... Thannnnnnks! "...
Jesus sighed, and leaned aginst the van. Jesus growled back at the dog's growlin' at him.

John Kline was standing just back behind the sticker bush tree , eyein' this neuroticly distressing situation with patience, and the knowledge learned by a long history of emotional hiroshima's, mental meltdown's and enough time spent on Dr. Strunberg's couch.. the good Doctor had mentioned leaving it to John Kline in his will. Jonh Kline knew alot about the poor skinny brother leaning against the van, growlin' at the little dogs..and enough of nut house class mental illness to know how to handle Jesus in just such a weird and yet beautiful moment...

Death screeched :" COME ON !! everybody !!!! to the porch!!!! Jesus is rising...that is sooo funny
Venus " whom caused all this really" HOOOOOOOO_OOOOOOOOOOOO Jesus Is riiiiiiiis-singgggggg !!!!

John decided the time was now, he walked out to Jesus, and put out his hand, Jesus shook it, never taking his eyes off meirdina...
John Kline said: " Shoo !!! You !! Meirdina , bad girl !!!! Bad Dog !! now you git now !!!
And YOU !! Lil Moco's you come here ...commmmme oonnn..." Lil' Mocos came a runnin' jumping up into John Klines arms. Jesus looked freaked.

John Kline said: " Come on brother man, I'm gonna do you quite a favor, so I am...OOO lil' Mocos You are soooo cute." Lil' Mocos rolled over in John klines arms blissfully. Jesus, all white and skinny, reached out a bony hand towards Lil' Mocos... Lil' Mocos licked it and snuggled around In john Klines arms. They walked out the back way, behind the sticker bush tree to Warren's Plymoutm Duster and within 5 minutes were on the way to Lake Charles proper...Lil Mocos sat in Jesus's lap, barkin' at the window blowin' in thru the wind wig...The was no talk, there would be time for that later...


to be continued...

Be well todo mundo...

J.Level

c 2008spl " On... "The freakshow and its passing thru the Valley of the Shadow of Death..."
foto: State of Louisiana

...I love this peice...

19.03.08
8:04 am
Uvieu,España

Finally a good foto of
" Las hermanas Suarez
con Manolin de Somiedo Live"
Sold to dear Luis,
he loves it,
As I loved painting it...

Have few words today,
lookin' for some things
and got the nose to the wind.
The powers that be are workin'
for this poor, but famous artist
Many brothers concerned,
and tryin to move mountains.
They'll move, my brothers
I have no doubt.
I thank and love you guy's
dearly, so I do.


be well todo mundo...

J.Level

Helieo speaks......

18.03.08
6:01pm
Uvieu,España

Talkin' with the dog today,
he spoke of his observations,
wishes and demands.
I listened with patience
and asked him for his.
He sez " all will be well brother
yeah, all will be well."

Be well todo mundo...
J.Level

...Thank's guy's

04.03.08
Uvieu,España

Walkin' home from a client yesterday...

That paintings finished, and
under the scrutiny of the mother
a mean 3 foot tall Italian woman
who negociated without mercy,
never a comfortable moment.
Not a comfortable person.
I won.

Walkin' home thru the park,
I find alota Sacramento like
odds and ends
set up
and
people were lookin'
and talkin'...
Thank's guy's.

Overheard....

" We've no Jazz festival this year..
Budget problems
you know...Gitas (bagpipes)
we got... Hate gitas...", sez Marjua
to Mari Pili...

" ...and 50 naked mannequins in the street
too dear..."
sez Mari Pili to Maruja...

It was like the 80's again.
Domingo and B.L.
Ground Chuck and
Crazy C... and my van
should be around here somewhere...



Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

...J.L. that's 11am your time
8 pm my time...

...In the barrio

01.03.08
Uvieu,España

...ok, so we took a walk
after the blog of yesterday...
I am a reactionary, and there's
lots going on...

Sorry.

Walkin' around in the barrio...

" Jess ! come here man..."
sez Helieo

"...Is that the Jesus of Asturias..?
Little Xuan jo...? eh ? oh..." Helieo sniffs
at the glass..

That little shop, in the heart of my barrio
" they " say is the oldest residence
in the mall...( Uvieu )
It's a Jesus candle and paraphenalia shop,
a headshop for the faithhful...

"...Jess ! look man, is that a little
plastic Elvis there behind the... what ? is that
Groucho Marx behind that little plaster Angel...?
God !!! I love this shop....!!!
!!! can we go in ??!!
!!! Vamos tio...Vamos vamos vaaa-mos tio...!
Sez Helieo, the dog.
The lady in the shop shook her
head " No ",
looking at us thru the window,
" No dogs.."
she mouthed...
Helieo pissed on the wall
did the back feet scrapin' thing,
a dog thing...
" All good..." Sez Heleio
and we walked on...
" There's the museum, wanna see some Sorrolla...?"
Helieo sez...

...and that's another day in the barrio,
and another day in España.

All good ?
All good.


Be well todo mundo,

J.Level

Happy birthday Y.D.
te quiero mucho...
te deseo paz y abundancia
un beso...j

foto: c2007spl

...No... I'm fine, no, really...

28.02.08
Uvieu,España


....about 8.30 pm one long and emotionally
charged year ago, "They" opened the big green steel door
to the street in front of the concentration camp
and asking me, a basically destroyed "illegal" human
" We did'nt treat you bad, did we ?" murmured the fat cop
I'd named " 50 cents " as he stole 50 cents from
me in a tobacco deal one day...
tobacco was banned you know...

Yeah Brother,
piasano mio,
ya'll tried your worst an ya
failed horribly... givin' up without
honor or grace.
I never, for a minute believed ya'll would
treat people like that...
preachin' all that "respect" stuff an all
...and I will betcha' theres a special
place in hell waitin'for ya'll,
so I do.

The hero's remain the center.
Thanks.
Ya'll know who you are, so I won't go into
the long list...
but you few,
The girl, those lawyers
and the family in España,
warriors, so they are...
all still fresh and respected
and marked in my fone book
forever...

Still a bit fucked in the head
from all this, but only alittle
fucked
in
the
head...
thats nothing...been thru worse.
There's others though, still a sufferin' the electorialistic
redreric of the left and right...

...62 euros a day per head, for 3 euros
worth of " care and maintenance "...for 40 day's...
Immigrants caught in the web,
are rentable,in the big picture of things
so they are..

Ugly shit brothers and
sisters,
but
that's the way it is...
I've accepted it
more or less
That's that.

The criminals remain free
and their seemingly,
but assumably,
behind that mis justice,
against the immigrant,
that's me...and that's the way it is.

" Do your worst ". I say.
It's been tried before and didn't work.
I am not your typical immigrant...
I bite
have mean lawyers
and know
whom to trust,
after 9 years and 128 day's in ths
weird and beautifully complicated country...
I await your apologies...
in writing works better for me,
if'n yer gettin' my drift...

Other than that, I remain in search of
about 10,000 bucks,( down from 20,000 )
most currencies will work,
just tryin' to get on with it you know...
projects goin on
an all...
There's paintings and accommodations waitin'
...you've never eaten food like this before...
and the girl's are the most beautiful, and as
dangerous as anywhere I have ever been or seen...
A trap waitin' to be tripped
for most of you,
so, you are forewarned...


I remain in love, and have respect for the Gods
that conspired to have me, a poor, but famous artist
sittin' here Free, today, so I do.


...That was a real live fuckin' freak show, so it was...

...The big green door closed behind me.
The end of a tragic Greek comedy...
The sunset was what I remembered of Malaga
back in 2000, bloody red and fire orange...
...I asked this junkie where a brother
could get a taxi around here...?
He pointed up the way,
somewhere up thata way...

All good.
I was free and had all night...
I will never forget that sensation
as long as I live...


be well todo mundo,

J.Level


...and S.C., I still invite your call. I'm
not hard to find,everyone knows, just ask...

foto:c 2007spl

...ole'

26.02.08
Uvieu,España


...So friends
just sittin' and thinkin'
the changes are comming without sonic booms
nor screamin 'sirens...huh.

Domingo, my dear old friend,
...the dogs get a tibit
before I do,
and waitin', hummin',
then do I consume.
good advice when traveling...


Hungarian Bean Soup...
How'd it go my Brother ?

The wise one sends a note
reminding me/us, that all is well,
that the spoon is for all to share,
long handled
so one can share at
a distance,
which makes some folks
more comfortable...
Thanks. Can't wait to see you.

...a few emotions still in raw form.
a few walls that should be torn down,
but only a few...no problem.

And that's another day,
and another day in España-Oh
The phone lines are open now !!!

The freakshow continues friends...

Be well todo mundo,
J.Level


... and thinking of
you there S.C.

The Manolin files...

20.02.08
Uvieu,España

So friends,
All good in the rainy city.
Yep, the ambush should come at any moment
we are prepared.
Are you ?

Rain and wind and a lunar eclipse
gonna be an ok sorta day...
Thinkin' of you there S.C.
Like always...

Be well todo mundo...
J.Level

c 2008spl"The manolin files"