Bohemianism is sustained by the wanna-be famous. When Sydney Morris and his gang of Gargoyles tried to SQUEEZE more money out of a DEAD ARTIST, they crushed the Bohemians – everywhere!
Above is the shoe factory I and a hundred artists lived in just outside Boston that burned down. That is me up a tree with our cat in a Boston park. Above is me looking like Joaquin Miller trying to save Post Office buildings across America. The one here in Eugene has murals that were influenced by the work of my kindred, Thomas Hart Benton, whose grandfather sent John Fremont west to secure the Northwest for the United States of America.
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“Jonathan is the anti-rock god. He’s just a man in a profession that has always been full of the bullshit of the idol, the elevation of the artist over the audience, most especially…
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