
Grateful Dead | Animal Collective | Portugal, The Man | PHiSH

Paul Siegell’s third book of poetry, wild life rifle fire, is
“a stunningly beautiful work… gorgeously clean… imaginatively designed… This is a book examining language, finding the tricks in the language that the language couldn't know it had.” - Geof Huth
Vladimir Slender-Hedge wrote of the book:
“Paul Siegell's wild life rifle fire proves, if proof were needed, that the electrifying art and legacy of Concrete Poetry is not dead! Here we find DaDa dynamite and typographical talismans freshened by a poet whose native gifts imbue this exciting work with a whole new sense of poetic object. Siegell’s haptic heroism compels the reader to re-examine the basic elements of a language that we too often take for granted, in the process creating an energetic and always surprising work of both visual art and poetry.”

Let’s get into the song!
“Play, Stop, Pause” by GRAB (Mike Gordon, Joe Russo, Trey Anastasio, Marco Benevento)

“Digital Buddha” by the Disco Biscuits
Here I am, sitting on this computer, seeking that wrestle and peace of writing something well, and I look up on a weirdness: I had “ZOOM IN” on my screen, a draft for some ad at my marketing department job. I increased the point size a bit but I went too far and it was too much for the margins and then Word broke the line to reveal: “ZOO / M IN.” Cue eureka. (Animals in captivity + zooming in makes something larger, but this says minimize.) I fell in love immediately and that, as if a meditation, would become the first page of the book. And Bisco’s “Digital Buddha” was playing when all that happened.
“Weird Fishes/Arpeggi” by RA D IOHE_AD
“Your eyes. They turn me.”
“Goin’ to Acapulco” by Jim James w/ Calexico
Originally from Bob Dylan and The Band’s The Basement Tapes but then redone for the “I’m Not There” soundtrack, this song’s chorus can be heard belting from outta my body at full blast any given moment that I’m not around anyone. I listened to this song at least once a day while I was writing this book. The idea of fleeing from “meh” and out to somewhere warm and sunny and fun, horns and all, it plays a huge part: “Goin’ to Acapulco. Goin’ on the run. Goin’ down to see some girl. Goin’ to have some fun, yeah. Going to have some fun.”

Spiders/Kidsmoke: Wilco
“This recent rash of kidsmoke.
All these telescopic poems.
It’s good to be alone.”
“Bend Down Low” and “Acoustic Medley” by Bob Marley
There must be Marley. There must be “REG / GAE”. There must be the complete Acoustic Medley (Guava Jelly; This Train; Cornerstone; Comma Comma; Dewdrops; Stir It Up; I'm Hurting Inside). These songs mean Pooch and I are headed from Philly to Ocean City and we’ve got Appa with us and all we gotta do is get thru the shore traffic and then I could show her the latest printed-out draft of the book and we’d both know that it was becoming real.
SET II of 06/30/95, Grateful Dead at Three Rivers Stadium - Pittsburgh, PA

“Also Frightened” by Animal Collective
But what if wild life started shooting back? (What if a “poem / could”?) What if the melt threat was more than a threat? What if our guilt for doing what we do to the planet was actually real and what some actually expect to happen, natural global devastation, actually happens? What if the Earth strikes back?
“People Say” by Portugal, The Man
This song, with some of the smartest, clearest lyrics dealing with what’s going on in the world today that I’ve ever heard, speaks to the elephants of wild life rifle fire and how they reoccur, which is fitting because of the double album’s two versions: the “The Majestic Majesty (acoustic)” version and the electric one on “The Satanic Satanist.”
“Squirming Coil > I Been Around” by PHiSH (11/27/09 Albany, NY)
“It got away, yeah. It got away.”

Hidden Track:
“Float On” by Modest Mouse
“OK, don’t worry we’ll all float on / Even if things get heavy we’ll all float on / Alright already we’ll all float on / Don’t you worry we’ll all float on / All float on.”
