TO BE NAMED

TO BE NAMED AND OTHER WORKS OF POETIC LICENSE by David Madgalene, Toni Partington and Christopher J. Luna

2011-07-04T12:09:00.000-07:00

From "To Be Named and Other Works of Poetic License":

The floods came just as the scientists said they would. And Atlanta, where at the height of the disco craze many years before Alicia Bridges had recorded “I love the night life”, was inundated like many other cities, and Jesus did not rescue the Christians or the Republicans or the oil-people or CNN or the rest of the media and they drowned just like the gays and whores and the druggies and the night-lifers and the democrats. The 27^th clone of Alicia Bridges, just as beautiful as the first, stood on the same overpass where the original Alicia had once posed for an LP cover as Atlanta was consumed by the flood. ..

They had been warned—just as Geo. W. Bush & Condi Rice had been warned, and they did not listen. They said “If we pray hard enough, Jesus will hear our prayers and build the pipeline.” They said “Global warming is a fad,” in fact the farmer’s almanac predicted a 50-year global cooling trend. The true threat was masterminded by a madman who lived in a cave in the mountains of Pakistan, a madman they could never seem to fetch. They heard the voice of God, and it said “Drill, baby, drill!” but how could they tell it was the voice of God, and not the voice of the Devil pretending to be God? The Devil can even appear as Jesus or the Mother Mary or whomever he wants to…the 27^th clone of Alicia Bridges teared-up, and she couldn’t say she wasn’t crying out of self-pity. For even though she was a clone, Alicia-27 was not immortal, and she knew, that she, too, must drown and die.

“CAN”T YOU FOOLS SEE? IT”S NOT ABOUT POLITICS! IT”S ABOUT MYTHOLOGY! IN THE FUTURE THE POETS WILL BE WRITING ABOUT GEORGE W BUSH AND THE END OF THE WORLD WE KNEW!”

THE END OF THE AMERICAN EMPIRE—TOGA PARTY!

“To Be Named and Other Works of Poetic License” is a one-of-a-kind, limited edition art book created collaboratively by poets David Madgalene, Toni Partington, and Christopher Luna. The 200+ page text is a series of poetic travelogues written during Christopher Luna’s yearly visits to California from 2005 to 2009. Each poem was written in collaboration with other people he visited or with whom he traveled. The cover of each book is an album cover that has been altered, painted, and/or collaged upon by all three artists. Other poets and artists who appear as characters or voices in the book include Michael McClure, Eric Padget, Eileen Elliott, Judy Irwin, Ed Coletti, and Mark Eckert.

Below you will find all 46 covers, as well as prices. Book covers that are no longer available are marked SOLD, and this list will be updated as more books are sold.

If you'd like to purchase a copy of "To Be Named," contact christopherjluna@gmail.com or tpartington@earthlink.net. In your email, please indicate which cover you prefer. Each copy of "To Be Named" includes a one-of-a-kind cover as well as the 200+ page poem, "To Be Named and Other Works of Poetic License."

TO BE NAMED AND OTHER WORKS OF POETIC LICENSE

BOOK COVERS

1. amor y poesia

SOLD

2. Leonard Cohen: Nashville Rebel

(for Dr. David James Randolph)

SOLD

3. Worship yourself no less not more than any other deity

(BACK COVER)

$40

4. GRAHAM CRACKER CENTRAL STATION

SOLD

5. One Hipper Little Kitty Than When She Started/SYLVIE VARTAN

$40

6. Beatles MCMLXXVI (or '76)

(For Andrew Mayer)

SOLD

7. The Secret of the Golden Pavilion

$40

8. the poet of the organ

$30

9. French Goes Oriental/ANYTHING GOES

(BACK COVER)

$40

10. The Whispering Organ Sound of

Brad Swanson goes Hawaiian

$30

11. SUZANNE CIANI

THE VELOCITY

LOVE

$35

12. Was it you or him that made it hot?

Or was it just you being drunk or high? pops

$30

13. THAT SAN FRANCISCO BEAT!

SOLD

14. THE GREAT Temples That Faced Heaven

$40

15. I Lost My Parrot Blues (for Ed Coletti)

SOLD

16. Hey Kids Let's Go Green with Al Martino

$40

17. How the Camel Got His Hump

$30

18. Beautiful Brides for Less

$30

19. Don't wear no fishnet stockings

$35

20. BONJOUR PARIS (for That Very Special Lady)

SOLD

21. Nero Fiddled While PARIS Burned

$35

22. The Stunted Penis Because It Is My Heart

$30

23. Havana at Midnight Really Gets Me Hot

$30

24. Apasionada: It's Hard on a Pimp

$35

25. Redeeming Dubya

$30

26. ME FRANK YOU MIA

$40

27. DIXIE GIRL (You Ain't Gettin' None)

$40

28. Nightwings

$35

29. The Best of the Moms and Dads

$35

30. Gingerbread Boy and the Abyssinian Maid

$30

31. Desert Man: A Study in Apocalyptic High Fidelity Sound

$30

32. Stop "Freaking" Out

$30

33. Black Magic Woman

$40

34. Dark Lady

SOLD

35. Feed the Face

(FRONT COVER)

SOLD

35. Feed the Face

(BACK COVER)

36. Pink Champagne/For Babycita

(FRONT COVER)

$30

37. A Mouthful of Fun

$30

38. Lena Goes Bat Vegas

$30

39. Ken Griffin at the Great Organ

Explains Why He Is Not George Duke

(For Michael McClure)

SOLD

40. Around the world Orgy with Bing!

$45

41. FAITH

$30

42. Alicia Bridges and the End of the American Empire

(BACK COVER)

$30

43. Nashville Dreams (For Michael Rothenberg)

SOLD

44. Marry Him

SOLD

45. Dory Previn Is My Favorite

SOLD

46. Living in the Past

SOLD

"On the Beam" a selection from "To Be Named and Other Works of Poetic License" by Christopher J. Luna and David Madgalene

2011-07-04T11:50:00.000-07:00

sincerity is a lifestyle

Michael Smoler

I stumbled. And wept.

I lost my balance.

Climbed onto the train,

headed for California.

the land I’d dreamed of

since childhood

my good friend David

“he’s on the beam, man”

we’re all on the beam this week

riding the energy created by

Psychedelic Shaman Homie High Silk Purse

the Holy Trinity of the Bay Area

July 17, 2004

“That’s so nice, ‘cause I was thinking about you, too,

you must have been pickin’ up on my waves.”

Shadow of a Doubt about the significance of Charles M. Schulz

July 18

Why, you ought to be able teach any

reasonably attentive 12-year-old child

to speak iambic pentameter in about an

hour. So what’s so great about writing it?

Michael McClure

Judy: “Forgot to have a moment of silence for the troops

This morning. It’s a scary scary world we live in.”

in the car we discuss the work of

Brakhage, Vonnegut, & King

in San Francisco they say “the men are beautiful

and the women are handsome”

feed David his first-ever gelato

outside Maria’s Italian Pastry

where a young Chinese-American woman

in a pink angora sweater

black-and-white checked skirt

and fuck-me boots

recounts her entire sexual history

for her girlfriend, giggling

about how she made her boyfriend

beg for weeks before

she let him put it in her ass

but amazingly, she tells all of this

without naming the act

preferring to employ

some esoteric form

of vapid chick code

Michael commands me: “Don’t talk to any publishers.

You’re shooting way too low.”

outside U.S. Restaurant

drunken woman in long blue dress mutters

“Fucking Chinaman owns this place,” sees me:

“I love you.”

I love you, too

San Francisco

As we drive through the fog

on the Golden Gate Bridge:

“This is totally existential.

This is film noir.”

“It was because of that bitch.

It was because of that bitch

in the Mercedes.”

finally make the pilgrimage to City Lights

climb the stairs to the Poetry Room

the space in which Dave feels

the holiness resides

discuss the hierarchy of shelf position

descend the stairs into the main room where

David has found my words in the pages

of eye-rhyme and Rain Taxi

July 19

It was like a real funky little town you know

And the whole town was partying

And I don’t know why

I was just digging these kids

I think they were like rainbow people kind of kids

And I was digging it, it was so cool you know

And some of these guys and chicks

With their beautiful dreads

I didn’t use to dig it

But now I’m digging white kids with dreads

And that deconstructed schoolgirl look

Natty girls wearing plaid mini-skirts so ironically

Man those torn-up pantyhose get me off…

And then there was this guy

I swear there was this guy

He was walking down the street

He was about 7 ft tall

He had his hair done up in a dozen little pigtails

At least 7 ft tall

He was a white guy I don’t know

He looked like he could have been yellow or green or blue

He’s wearing a red kimono

And he’s glowing I mean dude is glowing!

I just wanted to run up and follow this guy

I wanted to know who he was…

July 20

Rikki Ducornet came in a vision

July 21

sitting on a leather couch next to

the shaman

minimalist, expansive

generous, challenging

curandero with the stare of an eagle

who tells us that Stan’s mind was

too large for hallucinogens:

“Some people shouldn’t do drugs.”

a transmission occurs

with friends like these

time becomes malleable

elastic, impermanent

July 22

Radio interview with Mayor Jerry Brown, KGO 810 AM, 8:20 am: “So Linda Ronstadt likes Michael Moore? The thing [Fahrenheit 9/11] is very polarizing. . . it’s the RED, RAW, MEAT. Here in Oakland, people were screaming with enthusiasm over the movie. But I guess if you’re in Vegas, and you’re taking people’s money, you’ve got to tell them what they want to hear.”

“everything has changed

I understand what poetry is about”

“Man, I don’t even wanna think about the last time I was in Paris.”

That’s a spiritual reality.

It’s a psychic thing.

You gotta open your mind to it.

It’s the sixth dimension.

July 23

“I like it hotter than Carlos. We’ve always gotten along good, but hot sauce has always been a bone of contention.”

I don’t know.

I might just go off tonight.

On Tuesday, maybe we could go to the Asian mall

and pick up some Asian snacks.

July 24

That Kraut is kinda scary.

“We need a fucking good map of San Francisco!”

Talk about a genius.

He was the beam.

He was on the beam.

He was beamin’.

SQUAT & GOBBLE

CAFÉ & CREPERY

A seal head bobbing

up and down in the

San Francisco Bay.

Are you my Daddy?

Harrison Street Chant

Get the Amish girls, man.

Get the Amish girls running.

Why are they running?

Where are they going, man?

Get the Amish girls, man.

Get the Amish girls coming.

Don’t worry. The Amish girls

know who they are.

The Amish girls are coming all together.

July 25

“You’re beyond Hermann Hesse. I’m giving you an A in

Herman Hesse and move on.”

“This is it. Tell me if you don’t think this is cookin’.

They don’t call him Woody for nothin’.”

Judy: “The Lawrence Welk dancers are hopping now. The point is that it’s the Lawrence Welk gang that ruined this music. That’s the point.”

“Woody Allen and Woody Herman, ya know? It’s double the wood, man.”

Girl in Dollar Tree, Healdsburg:

“I like the two-party system. I party on Friday night. I party on Saturday night. Good system.”

in some cases the shaman was nuts

but they were still the shamans

it’s all in the same bag

it all comes from the same place

sexual perversion only exists in industrialized society

the result is a nation of perverts

July 26

I guess you could say

we all have some diva divinity in us,

but it just manifests itself in different ways.

July 27

Vesuvio

Columbus Ave, SF

waiting for A.D. Winans

11:00 am

“Michelangelo coulda done Britney Spears.”

“$170 knife.”

“She didn’t speak English but she wasn’t afraid of nothing.”

“This is the finest city I’ve ever been in in my life.”

“Pulled out his fucking egg. That’s marvelous. It’s his little nervous egg. You could live here for years and never encounter one of those. He gave it to the little girl and she loved it.”

“They’re like ben-wa balls.”

“God bless John Riley.”

“Now I gotta pretend to be responsible.”

“You have to have a fly swatter, and you have to have a fan.”

“You’re kidding me. I love it.”

“Where you gonna go?”

“Vietnam, Cambodia, Laos. But I can’t afford to live here anymore.”

“Look at this, this billionaire has to go to prison, can you believe it?”

“She thought she was above it.”

“Wrong again. Here’s the guy with the clippers.”

“Like a cheap suit. Like shit on a baby’s blanket. You can’t get baby shit off a blanket.”

“I’m so sick of CNN. Every 15 minutes it’s the same fucking news.”

“ABC does the same thing, just repeat the fucking news, ‘cause I guess people look in, and they look away.”

“Guy’s a flying fucking asshole.”

“Fuck him and fuck Don Johnson, too.”

“I’m a bartender. Don’t fuck with me, I’ll fuck you up. . . . I’m no starfucker. You’re famous? So what, so’s my Mom.”

11:50 am

“No poets here, we’re novelists!”

“How hard does the old rock get? Stick around!”

“There are three bars under here. Three bars that I know about. But this is good shit. The Chinese don’t fuck around.”

“Does anyone have a cigarette I can borrow? Someone depraved me of my tobacco. They used to have a cigarette machine right over here. Now they’ve got all this Socialist propaganda.”

“Disaster, divorce.”

“By this afternoon I’m probably gonna be unconscious.”

“That’s what you want, isn’t it?”

“No, unconscious is not one of my desires. I prefer to be awake.”

“Willy takes this voluptuous, Rubenesque, Junoesque heifer – a lotta meat to the hoof – back to his place. . . . .”

“Grabbin’ the wrong tits, huh?”

“No, I’m grabbin’ the right ones, I just don’t know what to do with them. When I was 35, and with a girl, I was pleasuring her with my mouth, and she said, ‘What are you doing down there?’ It was humiliating, but at least I learned to know what I’m doin’.”

July 28

Jazz is in the moment because of the idea

of improvisation. It is like life. Unless you

are in the moment, you are not fully

experiencing what’s happening around you.

- Susan Muscarella

Dad’s down for the Geisha

“they were gandernecking at that wreck”

Hoyt Axton: “You’ve got a pork chop coming”

Yerba Buena.

It means “beautiful grass,” man.

some of that good earth

still has a ghastly smell “oh sheep shit”

it’s fine, it’s fillin’ the hole

Chinatown, just the way I always pictured it.

great to meet Rabbit

it’s a self-orienting thing, OK?

“You can be a scoffing disbeliever,

but you weren’t there, in the

presence of the Man.”

Last night in San Francisco

Blowout tears the roof off

on Stockton between Green & Union

even breaking off some Mingus

to send me home with

homeless guy in the middle of the street screams at a young couple

“how can you be in love when you offer the poor a cookie?”

but when I hand him 23 cents, he throws it to the ground

“Ingrate!”

and after the show actually has the balls to ask me for change again

when I remind him who I am, he holds up an obscene phallic object:

“Wanna lick?”

Thursday, July 29

In the freezer you’ll find in a can

Some leftover Moo Goo Gai Pan

- Nancy Kwan, singing “Fan Tan Fanny”

from Flower Drum Song

moments after waking

David and I discuss set and setting:

“Wash your underwear and eat fish tacos?

That’s obscene!”

Judy: “on that baldheaded man’s head”

this is feelin’

really righteous in the hole

I got this thing

and it was a nightmare

it was a monstrosity

“we’ve gotta work on our handholding”

what’s that word for fear of clowns?

I think I’m having it right now

GODDESS IS PORTHOLE

that’s my woman…

July 16, 2011 in Santa Rosa David Madgalene reads from "To Be Named And Other Works of Poetic License"

2010-06-16T21:13:00.000-07:00

Come to Poetry SoCoCo on Saturday, July 16th, 2011, 7-9pm, at 1015 4th Street at
Brookwood, and hear our readers:

        Ed Coletti, book launch reading for his new book of poems, When Hearts
Outlive Minds. Ed is the founder of the Poetry Azul (now Poetry SoCoCo)
series, publisher of  websites P3 and No Money In Poetry, Author of thawts:
Selected Poems of Edward Coletti , Jazz Gods, Bringing Home the Bones, and
Quiet Now. Ed is also a terrific painter, google the words "Ed Coletti's
Photostream"   to see for yourself. Ed is known for his kindness and
generosity to poets, his diverse creative styles of poetry, and his
emotionally moving readings. 

        Sherril Jaffe, tenured professor of creative writing at Sonoma State
University, is the English Department's resident fiction writer,
specializing in teaching short story and novel writing-workshops. She is the
author of 9 books, the latest of which is- Expiration Date. She is the
winner of a PEN Award and the recipient of a 2010 MacDowell Fellowship. Her
previous books include such titles as: Scars Make Your Body More Interesting
and other stories, The Faces Reappear, The Unexamined Wife, and This Flower
Only Blooms Every Hundred Years.

David Madgalene, author of I Heard A Journeyman Sing (New Way Media,
Albany, CA) and Kali (Round Barn Press, Santa Rosa). With Christopher
Luna and Toni Partington, David co-authored To Be Named and Other Works
of Poetic License (Printed Matter, Vancouver, WA). He is the editor of
Continent of Light, showcasing 45 Bay Area Poets. David will be a
featured poet at the Petaluma Poetry Walk on September 18th. Also he is
participating in the 100,000 Poets For Change, a series of several
hundred poetry readings advocating social change to be held around the
world on September 24th, 2011. Please join David, who will be serving at
MC, at the Beat Museum in North Beach 1 pm to 6 pm on September 24th or
participate in one of the other eleven Poets for Change readings
scheduled in the Bay Area on that day.

            Bill Vartnaw,  publisher of Taurean Horn Press,  he has read his work
extensively around the Bay Area (and throughout California) and has been
featured since the mid-seventies.  His work has appeared in lots of
small magazines over the years, mostly recently in North Coast Literary
Review 4, metaformia.org, listenandbeheard.net, Big Scream 46 and
About.com (Spring Poems.)  In 2007, he co-edited with Geri Digiorno,
Petaluma Poetry Walk, 10-Year Anthology, 1996-2005.  Beatitude Press (in
Berkeley) published in 2009, Suburbs of my Childhood, a collection of
his work from 1972 to 1995, and Round Barn Press published his recent
book of poems, Postcards.
            
            Come for the reading and for Ed Coletti's new book launch:
           
        Please help support SoCo Coffee, our hosts of the reading, by buying a drink
or other item:

            All the readings are free admission. Nabi of SoCo Coffee would like
everyone who comes to the reading to please buy a drink or other item.
Please do not bring any drinks or food from other places to SoCo Coffee.
SoCo Coffee's prices are quite reasonable, and he has an excellent
selection of quality teas, coffees, and drinks. You can also come early
before the reading and have dinner at SoCo Coffee-- he offers wraps and
felafel sandwiches at $4.99, and other mediteranean specialties and
salad items for dinner at affordable prices. 

        See you on Saturday, July 16th, 2011 at 7-9pm!

        Sincerely,
        Andrew Mayer, host/organizer of the Poetry SoCoCo readings

Attachments:

SHOW - To Be Named - Art and Poetry - JULY 2010

Artists and Poets
David Madgalene, Toni Partington, Christopher Luna

ANGST GALLERY
July 1-31, 2010