"A Hymn to the Morning Star"
Performance art, art rock, experimental rock, heavy metal band - sleepytime gorilla from oakland, ca.
posted by charlie krafft- seattle/antebellum corespondent


the HOLLYWOOD BREAKFAST CLUB was so much fun this morning!
we had a full table of all five original members, plus one guest member and one new member. our restaurant of choice this morning was THE VILLAGE COFFEE SHOP, located across the street from hollywoodland realty in beachwood canyon.

after the breakfast club i simply had to show everyone a produce display at the local market.
they had avacados for $3.89 EACH!!!!

i could not believe my eyes...... it truly is the end of the world.......

photo courtesy- lawrence elbert- hollywood/antebellum corespondent


photo courtesy- Harol Baez


model- jesus lucia- photo courtesy- Isauro Cairo


photoa courtesy- David Colin L'onze



antebellum artist- MR. FOX did a demo of his art piece entitled~ 'THE MACHINE."
we had a lovely imtimate tea party and afterwords played with the toy chest created by DISCREET DESIGNS.

wednesday thru saturday- 1pm til 7pm
thru october 1st

photos courtesy- Connie M.



model- Jake Ryan - photo courtesy- Ryan Pfluger, 2011.


photos courtesy- Peter Savieri- Melbourne/antebellum corespondent


AWWWWW...... my black cat PYEWACKETT turned 20 years old today.
in human years that's like....90!!

(me & pyewackett having tea... you can't see him, but he's on my lap)

photo courtesy- glen meadmore- downtown-los angeles/antebellum corespondent

to celebrate this milestone i had a few people over for afternoon tea @ my home.
i served my guests a blend of chinese black tea with one rose bud and a sprinkle of damiana, (mexican aphrodisiac).
i called this special blend~ "PYEWACKETT."
for his birthday pyewackett receive 3 cans of sardines, a gift certificate to petco, one can of paul newman catfood and a
black & red heart filled with catnip! we sang happy birthday to my doll of a kitty... he is the best of me.

me & my black cat- pyewackett)

(my white cat- sympathy)

photo courtesy- kate mcconn- inglewood/antebellum corespondent

from gloriana casey

( for the date of August 31st, 2011)

Oh, Pyewackett, for twenty years
you've been a magic cat.
With Bell, and Book, and Candle too--
The Book of Shadows, that!

Your ancient Egypt self was Bast,
and sister--Horus' twin.
With hieroglyphic, BA, for soul.
As talisman? A win!

Then Happy Birthday, Pyewackett,
Good Fortune, so benign.
A power you must surely be,
with more than cat lives, NINE!

a wonder of feline.
I ring the sistrum wide and loud
for birthday so sublime.******


photo courtesy- Bob Barbero


photo courtesy- Daniel J Squires Cater



(my photo of the goddess bunny- circa 1992- in an apartment window of bremen, germany- 2011)

posted by jan klesse- bremen/antebellum corespondent


(glen meadmore performs @ the spotlight-paris)

now that THE SPOTLIGHT club in hollywood will be closing its doors for good, (yes it's true. the last night is september 5th)
we will all have to start traveling to PARIS to experience

similar to the notorious BEAT HOTEL, PARIS during the late 1950s, but post-modern.

photo courtesy- rick owens



— The chief of Puerto Rico’s senate says a lawmaker has resigned following reports that explicit photos of him surfaced on a mobile network application for gays and bisexuals.

Senate President Thomas Rivera Schatz announced Sunday that Republican Sen. ROBERTO ARANGO
has presented his resignation letter. Arango represents the U.S. territory’s capital.

Schatz has not released the lawmaker’s letter, but says the circumstances that led to the resignation “are very lamentable.”

One picture depicts a nude torso and is reminiscent of images that led to the resignation of U.S. Rep. Anthony Weiner of New York earlier this year. The other pictures show a nude man on his hands and knees.

Arango has neither confirmed nor denied the photos are of him.

IF THESE POLITICIANS EXPECT TO SAY IN OFFICE THRU THE 21ST CENTURY, THEY HAVE TO LEARN TECHNOLOGY.. once an image is posted thru ANY electronical device, it have the potential for THE WORLD TO SEE IT.


Martin Luther King "I have a dream" by WeHaveADream

a 17-minute public speech by Martin Luther King, Jr. delivered on August 28, 1963,
in which he called for racial equality and an end to discrimination. The speech, from the steps of the Lincoln Memorial during the March on Washington for Jobs and Freedom, was a defining moment of the American Civil Rights Movement. Delivered to over 200,000 civil rights supporters.
the speech was ranked the top American speech of the 20th century by a 1999 poll of scholars of public address.
According to U.S. Representative John Lewis, who also spoke that day as the President of the Student Non-Violent Coordinating Committee, "Dr. King had the power, the ability, and the capacity to transform those steps on the Lincoln Memorial into a monumental area that will forever be recognized. By speaking the way he did, he educated, he inspired, he informed not just the people there, but people throughout America and unborn generations."

At the end of the speech, King departed from his prepared text for a partly improvised peroration on the theme of "I have a dream", possibly prompted by Mahalia Jackson's cry, "Tell them about the dream, Martin!"


I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.
But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. So we have come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.
In a sense we have come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the unalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked "insufficient funds." But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. So we have come to cash this check -- a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice. We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quick sands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children.

It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.
But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.
We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. They have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.
As we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied, as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their selfhood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating "For Whites Only". We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.
Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.
I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification; one day right there in Alabama, little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.
This is our hope. This is the faith that I go back to the South with. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring."
And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!
Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California!
But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!
Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!
Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
And when this happens, when we allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"


DELUGE (1933) directed by Felix E. Feist

an apocalyptic science fiction film, released by RKO Radio Pictures, about a group of worldwide natural disasters which lead to the destruction of the earth.
The film is loosely based on a novel by S. Fowler Wright, with the setting changed from England to the United States.
A series of earthquakes destroy the Pacific coast of the United States, causing a massive tsunami, which heads toward New York City. The wave leaves New York submerged in water and nearly all inhabitants of the city drown. This special effect sequence later inspired a scene in The Day After Tomorrow (2004).

The impressive effects were done by a team who later worked on the H. G. Wells-scripted film Things to Come (1936).
For many years, Deluge was thought to be a lost film, but a print dubbed in Italian was found in a film archive in Italy in the late 1980s. Before the discovery, the only part of the film known to survive was the impressive footage of the tidal wave destroying New York City, which was used in the Republic Pictures serials Dick Tracy vs Crime Inc and King of the Rocket Men.

EARTHQUAKE , 1974, Directed by Mark Robson and with a screenplay by George Fox and Mario Puzo.

American disaster film that achieved huge box-office success, continuing the disaster film genre of the 1970s where recognizable all-star casts attempt to survive life or death situations. The plot concerns the struggle for survival after a catastrophic earthquake destroys most of the city of Los Angeles, California.

10.5: APOCALYPSE, 2006, television miniseries written and directed by John Lafia.
A sequel to 2004's 10.5, the film follows a series of catastrophic seismic disasters (earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, tsunami, and sinkholes).