Eugene HOLI: All Ages Festival of Colors | Bollywood Party with DJ Prashant
I attended the Holi Color Be-In yesterday – and lived! However, I need a young computer wizard to help me arrange my medias so I can share images with you – here!
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I got on the EM-X wearing my GOD hat. A trickster-drunk got on near the campus, and stared at me with a smirk
“What’s the G stand for?” he asked, expecting me to be intimated.
“It stand for GOD. I’m GOD!”
He hit the brakes – HARD! (Gulp) He bit off more than he could chew. He was swallowed by a whale.
“Somebody has to be. And, it looks like I’m it!”
Two black guys that were rapping up a storm, fell silent.
“Trump is playing GOD as we speak. What are you doing about it?”
He was messen with THE OAKLAND GOD! He was standing up, looking down on me. I rode the subways in New York in 1963. Never allow anyone to stand over you – and give you shit.
“What? You mean this G? No. I’m not going to put it out!”
He saw the light around me, and thought he could play in it. He sat down.
I did not know the Holi event was being held across from Wayne Morris Square where I place my Bond Book Characters – and where I confronted the armed Three Percenters. I saw Alley Valkyrie here. Here is many scenes from books, plays, movies I am working on, including ‘My Big Beautiful Blue Bicycle. Broccoli and Trump – are making mere promises. On a $900 dollar budget – I am even shooting sceenes. No one is going to give me MONEY&PRAISE because they know – I AM GOD! They believe I should be severely handicapped!
It occurred to me that the reason they tore down KORE radio station, is, they didn’t want another Waco – like the rightful ex-president wants another Waco.
Let’s do another number for Love Dance. Turn down Bollywood music and list to Arthur.
John ‘The Nazarite Judge
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The Royal Janitor
Chapter Three
When Victoria told Starfish they were going to Eugene Oregon to track down what became of the Rose Division amongst the Habsburgs, she let out a spine-altering scrrrrrreeeee! She then shook all over, began to sweat profusely, and went into a trance. Victoria retreated, and Sharena got out from behind her desk, just in case she had to make a bee-line for the exit as Starfish made super rapid foot movements with quck turns in different directions. She would later tell the folks at BAD that this was the Lek black grouse dance she learned in South Africa where she and her father fled to get away from Vladimir Putin when he became Premiere of Russia.
“I’m going to bring my drum! This is a dream come true. My mother was born in Eugene. I’ve never been there! Screeeeeee!”
“You own a drum? Why isn’t this in the report? By any chance have you heard of John von Bond?”
The Royal Janitor
Victoria came in sideways to get Starfish, she twisting this way, then that, to avoid the gyrating flesh that clung to Agent 008 like kelp in a tidepool. Taking hold of her arm, she was shocked when Starfish turned in anger, and was about to slap her hand away.
“Don’t you dare! You got to come with me – now! Professor Bond is about to give his lecture.”
Starfish let out a whimper, and was pouting. Many hands tried to pull her back into the drum circle where she was a star. An old hag came up to them.
“Can we have her?”
Starfish gave Victoria a look of, hope. Perhaps things will continue to go her way.
“I’m sorry. She’s not mine to give!”
Across The Universe
Posted on March 6, 2012 by Royal Rosamond Press
The late artist, Denny Dent, was a friend of my friends in Oakland. He dated my famous sister, the artist ‘Rosamond’, in Junior High School.
To be depicted by a presidential candidate as sex fiends who love to abort babies, is evil! The Pope and the Military Industrial Complex, and all tyrants – including Bin Laden – hated the Peace and Love Revolution, and Free Speech Movement. Here are your Serial Killers that we Sane Young People loathed!
We made love, we made music, we made poetry, we made peace, we made religions, we made freedom! We celebrated being human! Our peers who went to Vietnam, did drugs, and they made babies.
John Lennon aspired to be an artist. He picked up a brush before he plucked a guitar string. Play the first two videos below at the same time, and know all my Generation – across this great wide universe -were Honorable. We were the best!
Jon Presco
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Love Your Bollywood Ducks and Your Loving Illu$ion
Posted on November 17, 2019 by Royal Rosamond Press
My Love Vision…came true! I posted this a year and a half ago. I put Starfish (Belle) in the drumming circle at the Free Speech Plaza. Miriam’s late mother was a Eugene Hippie. Her father was a Russian. The Hippie side of Miriam is emerging. Who emerged, was Natalia. This is very profound, because she is a Alleybelle combo who is at the epicenter of a coming war – of Armageddon? I began The Royal Janitor in order to defeats Trump and Putin.
Does Rocky know of Arthur Lee – and Love? Eight years ago I posted these two videos to show what my Love Dance would look like. Turn off volume on first one. The third video is a knock-off of Gloria and Going Home.
John Presco
Love Dance – With Ducks
Posted on July 27, 2018by Royal Rosamond Press
The Royal Janitor
Victoria came in sideways to get Starfish, she twisting this way, then that, to avoid the gyrating flesh that clung to Agent 008 like kelp in a tidepool. Taking hold of her arm, she was shocked when Starfish turned in anger, and was about to slap her hand away.
“Don’t you dare! You got to come with me – now! Professor Bond is about to give his lecture.”
Starfish let out a whimper, and was pouting. Many hands tried to pull her back into the drum circle where she was a star. An old hag came up to them.
“Can we have her?”
Starfish gave Victoria a look of, hope. Perhaps things will continue to go her way.
“I’m sorry. She’s not mine to give!”
Again there came a whimper from Their Star, who made clopping sounds with her sandals all the way to the car. When she grabbed her drum, and clicked the trunk open, Victoria stamped her feet.
“No! You have to concentrate. Now get in!”
On the way to the University of Oregon, Starfish ran into her pad looking for more info on Professor John von Bond.
“Here’s a stalking report on him. Some chic is trashing his blog. She says it’s real creepy. Let’s have a looksee!”
“Does he say he’s related to me?’
“No, but he claims he is a Comet King, heir to the teaching of Meher Baba!”
“Who’s that? Never mind. We’re here”
Victoria parked haphazardly and put her DIPLOMAT shield in the window. Starfish never went to college. This was her first time on a campus. She took in all the beautiful students. The young women took notice of her, and turned their heads after she passed them. Their was an amazing aura about her. Waves of goosebumps went up and down her half naked body. There was fine mist of perspiration that caught the last light, and were like tiny rainbows. She was electrically charged due to her amazing dancing. However, she was not happy when the beautiful young men did not even look at her. Their heads were down, their eyes locked on their phone screens. At six-two, Starfish wondered if they were intimidated.
Finally, she grabbed one, on his way up river to spawn.
“Excuse me. I couldn’t help but notice your features. Victoria raised her eyebrows when she gently took hold of his chin.
“Very symmetric. I can see your father’s profile. And, you have your mothers high cheekbones. Did you know you are half your mother,and half your father, but, it is through your father…..you find God. Did you know that?…….I’m going to kiss you now!”
Victoria made a move to prevent this kiss, but, was repelled by a powerful energy field that she put around – them. Tilting his head back, Victoria delivered a soft and sensuous kiss, that froze them in time. His cellphone fell to the walkway, but, did not break. There was a beautiful sigh, that sounded like the opening of Morning Glories.
“You can go, now!” And Starfish watched him swim away. Turning, she stopped in her tracks when she saw Victoria was blushing. Their eyes were locked. She got it. Victoria dreamed of being kissed like that. Star approached, took her hand, and they walked the next hundred yards like this, they a rarity, as holding hands on campus went out of style twenty years ago.
“I was conceived a hundred yards from here. I feel it in my bones! I was made – with much love!”
P.S.S. Rena, I can’t sleep. I am so excited! We were in our tent and I was telling you I was a great dancer when I was when I was 13 to seventeen years old. I used to dance in front of a big mirror a half hour before I went to school, and a half hour when I came home. I choreographed my own moves. I invented dancing without a partner at Oakland High School in 1962, when I was sixteen. Fifty of my schoolmates would surround me and my partner as I did a solo ten feet away from her. I would go into a trance. When Marilyn turned sixteen, I danced the Bolero for her with my shirt off. Lucky girl!
When I heard you had become a dancer, I was thrilled out of my whits because, this proves you were ‘The One’. You see, I have been jealous of the world since I met you. – before I met you, I was utterly jealous that we never got to dance together, that the world got to see you dance – on your beautiful stage. When did you get into dancing, and why?
When I was young, and before we met, I had a dream about you almost every day. You were my invisible dance partner. Was that our destiny that we missed? Was that the big chance of our lifetime? What a dance team we would have made. They would know us at the ‘The Kiss of Eternal Fire’, or ‘The Fiery Kiss of Eternity’
“They loved each other better afar, than near. And when they came together, they did the Fandango!”
We are playing with fire, Aries woman. Playing with fire! Right here – and so very far away!
I mean, my God, I read about your hip replacement, and we are in a movie, based upon a book, that I am writing, and……are we really going to spend the last days of our life together wondering how many eggs the chickens laid today!
I will take care of you when the needs arises.
And as for our dance – may I take your hand and lead you to the floor?
Over a year ago I began a painting of you. One night after I lie down to go to sleep, you lie down next to me. You were seventeen again. I jumped out of bed. For a month you appear by my side as I walked. When I went to a movie, I was not quite alone. I told my friends I have a very friendly – and beautiful ghost.
The Royal Drum Circle
Posted on July 27, 2018by Royal Rosamond Press
The Royal Janitor
Chapter Three
When Victoria told Starfish they were going to Eugene Oregon to track down what became of the Rose Division amongst the Habsburgs, she let out a spine-altering scrrrrrreeeee! She then shook all over, began to sweat profusely, and went into a trance. Victoria retreated, and Sharena got out from behind her desk, just in case she had to make a bee-line for the exit as Starfish made super rapid foot movements with quck turns in different directions. She would later tell the folks at BAD that this was the Lek black grouse dance she learned in South Africa where she and her father fled to get away from Vladimir Putin when he became Premiere of Russia.
“I’m going to bring my drum! This is a dream come true. My mother was born in Eugene. I’ve never been there! Screeeeeee!”
“You own a drum? Why isn’t this in the report? By any chance have you heard of John von Bond?”
“Nope! But, have you heard of the Oregon Country Fair! My Kabalak Klock is telling me this is a Kosmic Konnection made in another dimension. What great timing! We are going to enter the Royal Drum Vortex. I am forbidden to ever step foot in Eugene, but, I don’t give a shit! This is it! You’re going to see – the real me! I want you to promise you will get me back to BAD!”
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Muse of the Love Dance
Posted on November 10, 2013 by Royal Rosamond Press
The Bollywood super star, Prihanka Chopra, is trying to become a super star in the West. She did a song with Hip-Hop star, Pitbull, titled ‘Exotic’. A year ago I sent an e-mail to my old friend, Jeff Pasternak, suggesting he produce a musical combining Bollywood dancing with the music of Love. Jeff and I went to University High School with Bryan McLean of Love, who became my good friend. Jeff was in love with my first girl friend, Marilyn Godfrey, and took her to Paris on a ship after we broke up.
Jeff tried to get the Doors in his father’s movie ‘The Sweet Ride’, but, he chose Moby Grape. Jospeh Pasternak made ‘Girl Happy’ starring Elvis Presley, who were a big influence on the Beatles. Joe exploited the hippie culture, and was the forerunner of Bollywood, that could have influenced these exotic musicals. That Moby Grape did a Mantra-Rock Dance-a-musical concert, that included Bhaktivedanta Swami, is profound, for indeed, this Jewish Movie Producer is the originator of Bollywood-Hollywood Musicals.
With the discovery that Love practiced in the warehouse of Vito Paulekas, whose good friend, Carl Franzoni, put together a troop of crazy freak-out dancers that toured the world, puts Love at the Genesis of a dance art-rock form that overcame the world. From Hollywood to Bollywood, and back again.
Hip-hop is not the right vehicle for Chopra. The Babyboomers would flock to a musical that reborn their music and their dance – as well as young people who are dying to get up and dance. The script for this Dance Review wrote itself. I am going to author a script and see if I can’t get it to Paliyanka Chopra. Jeff looks like Pitbull – the dueling swamis? Jeff, Marilyn, and I were into Yogananda. Jeff to me to his temple in Eugene where we sang songs.
Above is my Muse, Rena Christiansen, who became a choreographer. I imparted lessons to her on the Indian religion when we were lovers in 1970. She will be the Dancing Muse of the Love Goddess. The scene with Chopra coming out of the water is like my scene of Rena coming out of the water. Hey, do you think Bollywood has googled me?
In my novel ‘Capturing Beauty’ I tell the story how I got into football after hearing the roar coming from Cornhusker’s stadium. Chopra did a NFL video of her Invasion of America that these Old Hippie Seer saw coming!
Jon Presco
Copyright 2013
http://www.united-mutations.com/f/carl_franzoni_the_sundazed_inter.htm
“They asked me to pick a good amount of people to go with them [on tour] and we became the Byrds’ dancers. The tour was really something! The first place we went was Denver. We went into Minnesota, Youngstown, Ohio, Dayton, Ohio, stuff like that, I mean it was something to see, the way we danced! The kids were dancing in those lines at the time, line dancing, and we came in there and we broke up all that stuff … I got punched a couple times because they didn’t like our style of dance! But after that the whole United States went into that style. We were trained dancers. Vito had studied with some really fine dance teachers in Hollywood. We had a formal place we went to, and the people who were right after us were Toni Basil and David Winters. They were the shit, big time dancers, and they would sit and watch us, and take what we were doing, and add it into their stuff.”
What was the atmosphere like on the bus as you toured around the country?
“Well, I brought some women, some good looking women that they could relate to. But they didn’t really have to worry about that, girls were knocking on their doors as soon as they got in the hotel rooms! But it was pleasant for them to have a couple of the dancers there — they could talk to them and stuff like that. For the most part the women were really good dancers. I had to pick the best I could find. There was a guy who came with us — they didn’t want any men — they really didn’t want any guys. But I convinced them that this guy Bob Roberts should come. Bob Roberts became a saxophonist with Frank Zappa and Reuben and the Jets, and then he became a big-time tattooist in Hollywood. I was the freak, because I had my own kind of uniform: tights and boots and crazy looking shirts.”
It’s a pretty unique situation where a band would take a whole bunch of dancers on the road with them like that.
“Yeah! That was the only one that ever did it for me! I went with Frank Zappa, but I went solo. He couldn’t afford it. They [The Byrds] were ready to take us to England to show the English how to dance. We had a small nucleus of dancers and could have taken them to London and then those fucking Beatles wouldn’t have been so uppity. I decided not to go. Derek [Taylor, Byrds publicist] wanted us to come to this high school gym and he was having people come and take photos and I just walked out of it. That’s why they fired me.
“I still dance. I still can do an hour. I’m 68, I can still do it. Once you’re a dancer you can still do it. My friend Vito, a week before he died, he was 79, he was out on that dance floor.”
http://www.indybay.org/newsitems/2003/05/18/16118931.php
http://www.wsws.org/en/articles/2003/06/aust-j05.html
https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2013/08/30/cia-knew-in-2000-911-was-coming/
http://www.jeffsongs.com/about/
Shortly after that evening Joe Pasternak approached Jeff, asking, “What rock and roll band would you recommend for my new movie, The Sweet Ride?” Jeff immediately told him about The Doors, whom Jeff had been following to about every gig they had around L.A. By then, Jeff says, “Their music and energy had saturated every part of my being.”
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joe_Pasternak
http://abcnews.go.com/Nightline/video/miss-world-bollywood-hollywood-20799967
The San Francisco rock and roll band Moby Grape contributed to the soundtrack, and appeared, credited, in the film, performing the song “Never Again” in a Sunset Strip nightclub called the Tarantula.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moby_Grape
One of Moby Grape’s earliest major onstage performances was the Mantra-Rock Dance—a musical event held on January 29, 1967 at the Avalon Ballroom by the San Francisco Hare Krishna temple. At the event Moby Grape performed along with the Hare Krishna founder Bhaktivedanta Swami, Allen Ginsberg, Grateful Dead, and Big Brother and the Holding Company with Janis Joplin, donating proceeds to the temple
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Girl_Happy
https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2013/05/21/love-dance-6-4/
http://www.dailymotion.com/embed/video/xcbod8
https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2013/11/08/the-west-end-beatnik-murder/
By about 1963, Vito, Szou, and their friend Carl Franzoni (b. 1934 in Cincinnati, Ohio), also known at the time as “Captain Fuck”, had begun going to clubs with a growing group of self-styled “freaks”, who reputedly “lived a semi-communal life and engaged in sex orgies and free-form dancing whenever they could”. According to writer Johnny Rogan, Paulekas’ “free thinking lifestyle and artistic passion inspired beatniks, aspiring existentialists and Valley girls in need of rebellion.” In 1964, Paulekas offered rehearsal space to the Byrds, and the following year the troupe of free-form dancers, with Paulekas and Franzoni, accompanied the group on their nationwide tour. Later, Arthur Lee and Love also used his premises for rehearsals.[1][2][3][4]
In some clubs, Paulekas and the dancers became as big an attraction as the onstage entertainment. The troupe – including several of the young women later to become known as The GTOs, and members of the Fraternity of Man – occupied the Log Cabin in Laurel Canyon formerly occupied by Tom Mix and later by Frank Zappa. Credited as “Vito and the Hands”, Paulekas recorded a single, “Where It’s At,” which featured some of the Mothers of Invention, with producer Kim Fowley in 1966. He has been credited with first using the terms “freak” and “freak-out” to describe the scene, and with Franzoni and other members of the troupe contributed to the first album by Zappa and the Mothers, Freak Out!. He appeared in several documentaries of the period, including Mondo Hollywood (1967) and You Are What You Eat (1968).[2][3][4][5]
After Richard Nixon’s election as US President in 1968, he moved to Haiti and later Jamaica, before returning to settle in Cotati, California.[4] There, he and Franzoni established the Freestore street theatre and performance group, and built a bandstand for the town as well as contributing sculptures.[6][7]
He and Szou divorced in the mid-1970s. They had four children, at least one of whom, Godo, died as a child. Paulekas died in Cotati in 1992, aged 79.
So, when they brought that kind of music in to Minnesota, Iowa, places like that, those kids were just, ‘Wow, where did you come from?’ They could have started their own church with that kind of music they were playing. That 12 string guitar really worked good.”
What other songs were favorites to dance to?
“‘Hey Joe.’ We would just yell and scream when David was doing that. He would raise the temperature on that dance floor with that one.”
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