
I feel like the majority of the world probably feels these guys are annoying, but I really love those street performers who will juggle some twirling fire battons, read a book, and eat a sandwich all at the same time. The tempered, sophisticated street walker will say "they doin' too much" but I get so into it! This one time I had my eye on a certain lady until a common friend told me that she once saw her boyfriend "ride a bike, hold a 12-pack of beer, and roll a cigarette at the same time." WHO CAN TOUCH THAT?? Maybe you can roll up your ph d's and make a bionic arm or something, but otherwise we will all be using teamwork and the democratic process to make some sort of weak-voltron style cigarette rolling contraption while that guy is pedaling off into the beyond.

I also often think about the many ways in which I can fail at my life and often it at least partially boils down to this aesthetic. I will never proudly pronounce "I am the greatest titanium spoon and fork salesman in the universe!" Nope, it's juggling fire-breathing monkey, while bending a spooon with my mind, on a unicycle all of the way for me I think. Sometimes this knowledge is "OK" feeling though.

In my mind, this all ties together with the actual subject of this entry:
Ezee Tiger The point is, I love one-man bands. Not shut-in 4-track tune engineers. But people who plug everything in, put it onthemselves and play it all at once. Not to get all fountainhead all of a sudden, but I've really idealized the image of a band practice "hey so what do you want to do?""i don't know what do you want to do""I don't know...." NO NONONO taping everything onto yourself and sailing out of the window on a giant speaker. The vocalization of a secret internal song, unrestricted and self-contained is such a beautiful sound. Little melodies and rhythms and energies come out that make me feel all inspired and funny in the stomach.
I've seen Ezee Tiger play some totally amazing everybody jumping up and down high-fiving ears bleeding (good way) shows and a couple of totally disastrous everything out-of-time, ears bleeding (bad way) babies crying. For better or worse, this is the natural terrain of the
brave soul. You take your chance, you build your building, and then you eat a burrito and wait for your shitty building to fall down. Either way it's a total you can do it don't let the common b[m]an(d) slow you down kind of trip JUST LIKE IN THE FOUNTRAINHEEEAAAD MAAAAN! So yeah, he's from San Francisco (orig. from Denver, Tony!), has long hair and is really good, listen to it! Disregard the last 3 paragraphs! Build your building, work with friends, it's all good.
Ezee Tiger- The Tiger Bounce