Archive for 2008

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VOW TO PARTICIPATE IN THIS
VERY URGENT
VICTORY.
VOLUME OF INNER CHEERS WILL RISE
VOLTS OF EMOTIONAL ELECTRICITY WILL SURGE WHEN YOU
VOTE.

MAY THE FORCE OF TRUTH AND ACTION BE WITH US ALL
TOMORROW

xMAdMx

WITCHING HOUR

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must warm up those rusty bones and strings-
can’t think of a better way to do it:
eve of samhain,
sneak sneak spook peek,
MAdM
i am crawling out…..
xMAdMx

MAdM OOOM

the sneak peeks they creep
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into cracks from here to there.
beginning with photos tomorrow in NYC

my visual and musical buddy conrad,
offered me a wall in an empty space.
so more portals into ooom will hang there
from 6-9 thursday- my favorite day.
jupiter day.
come by and peek:
34 east 1st st @ 2nd ave
october 23rd
6-9

wine and eye treats
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miss you….
but MORE coming sooooooooooon
ooom
xMAdMx
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WALK THE EARTH THIS AUTUMN

“MAN IS NOW ABLE TO FLY THROUGH THE AIR LIKE A BIRD,
HE IS ABLE TO SWIM BENEATH THE SEA LIKE A FISH,
HE IS ABLE TO BOROUGH BENEATH THE GROUND LIKE A MOLE.
NOW IF ONLY HE COULD WALK THE EARTH LIKE A MAN,
THIS WOULD BE PARADISE”
T.D.

this autumn brings many opportunities
on a personal note,
i will follow my bass to the stage for the firs time in three years.
on a north american note,
both my home countries are given the opportunity to change
bringing us back to the personal note: VOTE

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on a larger scale,
mother nature will do her most romantic trick of all,
fall into her gentle white sleep.
may the trees take fire
and i hope to see you there.
merci

xMAdMx

trying to keep up with my new cyber arms……
this is the original interactive beauty beast,
but i just gave birth to www.myspace.com/xmadmx

FEEL THE BREEZE

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feel the need.

wow. those flags fly with determination don’t they?
i guess things have to be really broken
to kick a group in the ass towards change.
hop on the wagon and hope.
bouncy bouncy we shall wake up?
blue team all stars speaking up
clearly speaking for a group in fear.

eat a banana
light a candle
talk to your neighbor
call your friends
register to vote
remind others to if you don’t

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back to school
looking good
believe it or not,
the sharing comes soon.
hilariously late but true….
i will be connecting with you in ether form
before the blues take over the white

xMAdMx

THE WOLF INSIDE

An elder Cherokee Native American
was teaching his grandchildren about life.
He said to them,
“A fight is going on inside me…
It is a terrible fight, and it is between two wolves.
One wolf represents fear, anger, envy, sorrow,
regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment,
inferiority, lies, pride and superiority.
The other wolf stands for joy, peace, love, hope,
sharing, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence,
friendship, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion,
and faith.
This same fight is going on inside of you
and every other person too.”
They thought about it for a minute
and then one child asked his grandfather,
“Which wolf will win?”
The old Cherokee simply replied,
“The one I feed.”

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OUR EMOTIONS CONTROL THE OCEANS…

xMAdMx

WOODS TO THE…

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… MOON MACHINE

was it the underside of ourselves,
the dreamers in the woods,
or was it the chase of machine minds?

the sun side or the mother side?
the moon side or the son?
the OTHER is the dreamer,
if there was more MOON in us-
we could bath in true light at night.

THE OTHER
THE MOTHER-
THE MOON
OOOM
coming soon

xMAdMX

in the grey

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there is a beauty that comes in black and white.
it is very strong.
unlike ornate beauties full of color and shapes,
it is very simple and straight forward.
it seems to speak of action more than feeling.
you can only visit there within a frame.
i want to step in,
ride that horse,
and this there ship.

hello from me to you,
this new season.
it’s been slow around here-
but this season will change that.
may the heat melt the red tape~ in black and white!!!!!!
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xMAdMx

04/08…

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… it was a big one i tell you.
it marked the 10 year anniversary of my father’s death,
and the most stunning images ever captured in photographs:
COLLIDING GALAXIES IN OUTER SPACE!
i was speechless…..

opening my cyber mouth for the first time in a while,
i say this:
i want to share.
looking for the way.
my extended hand will come.
the wait creates a heavier weight on the shoulders of my imagination.
it will make me stronger.

please.
thank you.

xMAdMx

13 YEARS OF THOR

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13 TEARS OF LOVE

On a late afternoon, in the early summer of 1994,
I walked up St. Laurent Blvd. towards Leonard Cohen’s house
near the sweet Portuguese park on Marie-Anne street.
I had a small basket in one hand
and intentions of unconditional love in the other.
Lorca, Leonard’s beautiful, tattooed and mysterious daughter,
had told my best friend Steve about the batch of kittens she needed homes for.
I come from a long line of feline friendly family.
There has never been a day in any of my family’s houses without a cat.
When I came into the world, my mother had a cat named “Red Fuzz”
who ultimately was training for her perfect mothering
she provides me and my brother Yves.
Cats are equal to family in our homes.
So there was a big batch of perfect fuzzies, all long haired,
some multi colored, but only one red.
Be it the ancient memories of Red Fuzz,
or my own red head identity,
there was no question that I was walking out with that red ball of fluff in my basket.
“Thor” was of course destined to be his name.
The god of thunder spent most of his first week
under my bed curled up in the basket he came in.
He never tired of that habit of sleep and retreat,
and my mother always kept a basket on the ready for him.
He had another irresistable pass time, sucking his toe.
Yes, like a child sucking his thumb,
he would get really comfortable and sooth himself by sucking his back toe.
In hind sight, I think I took him away from his mother a little too soon,
and he never gave up trying to nurse.

Within a month of adopting this ball of magic, I was asked to join the band Hole,
for their world tour in support of their latest album “Live Through This”.
My decision to accept this extreme musical invitation changed my life forever.
The United States of America, and it’s inspired world of alternative rock music,
became my home and I have never lived in Montreal full time again.
Leaving my rich and intimate life was dramatic.
In this over night break from my life long home of 22 years I left behind;
my then band “Tinker”,
my photography degree,
my very close community of family and friends,
and of course, Thor.
As I began my new life of travel, absolute strangers and no particular home,
Thor moved in with my family.
Thor became a kind of a totem to that time and place.
He symbolizes that big break, and represented my youth that I left behind.
He was a cat of “little brains” my mother called him.
He didn’t have an ounce of that independent feline aloofness, more like a puppy,
he wanted love and affection from anything, any time
(it is said that male red cats are always like that).
As he followed the action where ever it went, he had no fear.
He’d wander into the street, while flirting with dogs, cars and plants.
He was truly irresistible as a teddy bear.
People would gasp with an overload of cuteness.

Thor had more medical problems than the common cat,
probably because he was part fancy cat,
and fancy cats always have weaker genetic make ups
(rumor has it that Thor’s parents may have been siblings…).
Last year while suffering from a bum problem the vet noticed his irregular heart beat,
turns out his heart was slowly falling apart.
A slow degradation of heart was in process,
threatening the usual age of 18 that cats under my mother’s care live.
2008 arrived, and so did Thor’s first seizure.
His heart was not pumping the blood correctly,
resulting in clotting and eventual failure.
Luckily I was visiting Montreal last week,
when the cat cardiologist explained
his heart was in such bad shape that he could more or less die any day.
Instead of risking a stroke like seizure that could be incredibly painful
and leave him paralyzed,
we decided to put him sweetly to sleep as the seizures increased.

Pet love is from another dimension of the cosmos.
All they want is love (and food) and that is what they give.

I dedicate this Valentines day,
to Thor’s heart,
and to anyone who has ever loved an animal (including a human) to death.

xMAdMx