Meeting with Thurston Moore the Giant again (in less than 3 weeks) after his noise solo at La Maison de la Poésie, a brief intimate display of instinctual outpouring, spontaneity & concision, or in other words, Thurston Moore at his rawest & purest: streetwise Animism or just how he's supposed to play when in his basement or greenhouse -
we fell into each other outside and we both laughed when he remarked "This is my new house", referring to his 2nd appearance at La Maison in less than 1 month (when we first met) - He looked so radiant & expansive then, as if still soaked with electrolyte after his performance - As we were talking about William Burroughs, he asked me about Joyce Mansour, the black witch of surrealism, and in exchange, for my great delight, he gave me a few stories about Ted Joans & other cats .. ... Tokyo Eye looming over the vast lipstick-drenched Parisian night
PS: Hey Thurston, drop Charles Plymell a line - I know you're out there touring abroad & making 1000 things & such, yet he'd love to hear from you again! Charlie told me so many cool stories about you & when you came at his place in the States years ago to show him the EP you & Sonic Youth had just put out, Kali Yug Express, dedicated to Claude Pélieu.
Honored to meet you. Love & Noise, Hnrk