Hmmmmmmmm . . . today for approx. 1/2 hour I rescued personal belongings from the basement of Fred & Mary's Coffee House, Lancaster, Pa. Good thing that I never put too much down there, it would have been harder to deal with. So it felt bittersweet and strange to pull things out of there, but not too bad. Fred & Mary's being the WHOLE reason I EVER moved to PENNSYLVANIA, apart from which I would never, ever, have considered moving here, ever~ha. But I am glad I did, sincerely. Pretty much anyone who ever might read this on LJ, apart from unforeseen publicity rush to read my all~public journal, hahahahaha, yet anyone who I might estimate ever see this, are really great people, and my life is considerably better for having met each and all of you. :D or communicated with, in the case of the few lj people I have not met, as I have met most of my few lj friends. but as far as the one's I have not met, I definitely appreciate interchanging ideas and thoughts and allsuch with you as well. But in any case, taking things out of the basement of Fred & Mary's is interesting. A wonderful place, in many ways, as I moved here to open it out of my near poverty in chicago, when my friend norman planned to open it and phoned me and said 'help me come run this coffeehouse, we'll make good money and all our bills will be gone'. HA. young and naive, (sp?), here I come. It was fun. I was instantly semi~famous for the first time in my life in this tiny town. We were open from 7am to midnight every day. We screened depressing movies like 'Aguirre, the Wrath of God'-director Werner Herzog, 1972. We had live music by some members of the Innocence Mission, and other great musicians. It made about the same money as anything else. I'm still far from wealthy~oh well. I have never been truly hungry or without good shelter. And there were many great, great times, with great people.
Fred & Mary's is closing ~ perhaps it has held me under a spell ? With all its good points, feeling like a 'home' here in PA, now that it will be gone, will I finally be free to escape, as in conscientiously setting a financial goal of raising money to choose where in this world I would like to live again, and then setting straightforwardly to making it happen? Hopefully so . . .
In any case, for the moment, I have a few interesting items back in my immediate dwelling and attention ~ cassettes from when i first started listening to jesusrock, jesusgoth~ HA!! (Mad At The World~the music actually isn't as horrible as it sounds ~ as far as I remember ~ but I do hesitate to actually play it again, to find out that it is far worse than my memory paints it to be ~ I'll get back to you all on that ~ unless, of course, you'd rather simply go the the '1980's jesusgoth' section of your own cassette library, and grab your own 'mad at the world' cassettes to refresh your memories :D Hmmm . . . Randy Stonehill, Glenn Kaiser, a Leslie Phillips tape, 'The Turning' (later recording as 'Sam Phillips'), ca. 1987, which is still good, as Leslie/Sam Phillips and T~Bone Burnett are both always good, from any era, a first cassette of my friend John Austin, that he would probably pay me to keep quiet about, ha . . .
A paperback copy of 'Freedom at Midnight', about Gandhi and India's struggle for independence, over 500 pages which I should and might force myself to read ~
A Patsy Cline concert poster, real as far as I can tell, from a concert of Sunday, March 3, 1963, interestingly enough almost exactly this date and day of week of 42 years ago, which belongs to my friend Norman, whose idea the coffeehouse was in the first place ~
And some of my own framed b/w photos of up~close macrophotography of plants and leaves taken in the garden of St. James Episcopal Church, Lancaster, Pa.