in progress… watch a learn uncle alex watch a learn.

Did you ever finda bottle that told you “Drink Me” and you did and you fell down a rabbit whole and then you burned down the house and a wolf left you in a cave of shadows and wine and skulls and bones? Did this ever happen to you? Cause that more or less describes my day and she said yes to yes and I called her my Andalusian rose Yes……Yes is the answer yes to yes yes? yes yes yes yes, wash rinse repeat yes? yes please cum some on my eyedea…. which is my way of learning Korean wink wink nudge nudge say no more.

BREAK LEGS KING CONNIE

This is a digi overwrite on a piece of street art that I gingerly removed from the Members Only club on Fifth Ave. It is not really Ali it is Alexali/KIMBO. I am thinking about acting and fighting today. I called my favorite star who is rehearsing Shakespeare in New Jersy right now …. in fact it goes up tomorrow which is why he is pissed at me… Even though I, or rather Ben used Henry V in our improv, when I actually got Connie on the phone I said Lear:… like Lear, he went into a huff and hung up on me. I really felt shitty, because the fact of the matter is I was so into my own game, that I have neglected to help him play his. So Do me a favor and buy tickets for Henry V here/ and take the beautiful drive over the Pulaski Skyway (like a true Soprano) and see his show. Go back stage and tell David Conrad Alexandre David Itin sent you… oh and bring a little something, like some wine, or flowers… Henry the fifth has been known to kill a man.

I’d wanted to tell him I was in the ring with the better half, but instead got in the ring with him AGAIN!. Acting is boxing. I made a vid poem to wish Connie broken legs. It is my short take on a fabulous Carl Sandburg Poem

THis clip is so good. Someone should show it to David Bowie who I only saw play live once at Madison Square Garden on the Glass Spiders tour. He had I believe his old guitarist playing.. whose name escapes me… a black dude… rocks as hard as anyone on earth and then some… I mean Bowies has had some good guitarists and thought there is debate about the second half of his career… well… Stevie Ray Vaughn (who I’d like to point out I’ve out lived..by a few years now… but then I will never ever ever play a guitar as well as he did even on Let’s Dance.. which actually is a really underrrated album because people don’t quite get IGGY pop YET… because the fucking ivy league rock critic ass holes all say he’s too POP… dude … it is America is it not?… but I digress)… think the name is a Zed name

one of eno’s finds no doubt.

How good was Roxy Music?

So good…

let’s not forget their versionsof Neil Young’s Hurricane…. blah blah blah Dylan.

ME? “naaaaaaaaaw” from Alex Itin on Vimeo

My better half once told me a story of how a guy trying to make a move in highschool on her asked the H.S. Radio D.J. to play Bowie’s verion of IGGY POP’s China Girl (for the record, both bowie and Pop were dating Asian women at the time.. and I think Iggy married his and she got him off the smack in a way that Bowie and eno never could, but then Bowie married a man, or rather IMAN, but I digress). She was shocked and offended by this,but let’s face it… that is a fuck of a great song, but it is way to intimate for a first mixed race date, and way way way way to intimate for a never dated, detached sound… she was mortified and not even Chinese, but I still think the China refers to porcelain dolls not CHINA, but I’m not certain this would help his case. I hesitate to post this.. The Sarah Silverman joke:
I’m no racist: I love Asians… or something like that.

There seems to be a trend on flicker and vimeo, etc. of Young Asian Women photographing themselves as models… but model artists. I wonder if this is at all realted to Cindy Sherman, or Laurie Anderson, or maybe the flux fluke of Yoko Ono (bar none the most famous Asian Woman in the world… to be followed by Tokyo Rose? or what? Gong Li? All great looking). whatever the explanation, I support the…(cough cough) trend…How much? Sooooooo Much….that said, I miss the better half, like I’d miss my legs should you decide to blow them off with an IED…. and why would you want to do a shitty thing like that.

Thomas Aquinas once told me (in a book) that the revolution of Jesus Christ can be summed up in one sentance: “Love thy neighbor as thyself”.

Now most of my neighbors are Jews or mixed religious marriages (is it possible that we are the only couple not married…no…. it is probable)… but can I tell you something: I really have fallen in love with the people in my COOP… doesn’t happen often, but wow…. these are people you acutally enjoy cooperating with…they bring you music and coffee and wine and song and drums and guitars and …. well I’m not much on testiments, but I’d like to testify… that bit of Jesus works for me.. and plus he takes out the trash… god bless Jesus.

Very last minute art show at FLUXart… TONIGHT
547 Broadway #5 btween Spring and Prince…. after seven till the wine and movies run out… probably show Orson Whales as well as some nice related paintings.

My better half is off to Vegas for a couple of days, so I made her this love song with the help of my two favorite art pupils, or rather art teachers… or whatever. Found some random still shots on my camera from the old IT IN space SoHo… my old gallery/painting/t.v. studio. Long story, but it was a fun year if not for Bush starting the fucking war… three years now?, but I digress. Here is the truth as I see it. Kids rock (When you can give them back to their parents after words), dogs rock, Nick Cave rocks, poetry rocks, painting rocks, rocks rock, cherry blossoms rock hard, but my girl rules and I aint nothin’ but a bad seed in a beautiful world… but I’m trying to be beautiful seed and the world keeps trying to be bad.