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... This is what he'd look like. Happy Halloween to all of my peeps...Seriously... How hilarious is this?addthis_url=''; addthis_title=''; addthis_pub='avenutol...
Friday, October 30, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
HOSPITALITY IN THE GARDEN STATE (flash)
OK... I couldn't help it. Born and bred in The Garden State, this is prolly what would go down if you got directions in any large New Jersey city... Thanks to Michael S. for the spark... Also check out the New England version.Who's this guy walkin' towards my car? Whats he want?He don't look like a beggar and if he carjacks me, I got my Club and'll knock him on his ass.What'd he say? Do I know how to get where??"Yo Pal, what don't you go to the gas...
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Mr. P (flash fiction)
Every Halloween season I remember this quirky English substitute named 'Mr. P' who replaced Ms. Clemm after she caught a mysterious ailment.He was an odd chap who'd slam down his dusty books every morning, tinker with an unkempt mustache and speak in an formalized and grand English we never really heard before.Unconventional and odd, he ignored our given text and asked us kids for help in his own compositions, thereby illustrating to us the ins and...
Monday, October 26, 2009
LYRICS AS POETRY: LEONARD COHEN'S 'WAITING FOR THE FUTURE'
Every so often, I'd like to present on the blog some lyrics that I find pretty damn noteworthy to me -- poetic. That said, I give you Leonard Cohen's "Waiting for the Miracle."This is a feature I wanted to start at Bukowski's Basement for a while. I guess you can say that the Oliver Stone film "Natural Born Killers" pushed me to do it since the song I'm featuring is on the soundtrack. Watching the film (again) the other night on cable got me thinking about how incredible the lyrics to Cohen's breathtaking tune "Waiting for the Miracle" actually...
Saturday, October 24, 2009
'ROMANCE AT THE DINER COUNTER' (flash fiction)
... Or SHAMELESS SELF-PROMOTION, PART II.Please enjoy this short piece of flash that I guest wrote for Tess Dickenson's lovely blog "Throughts from Tess." It centers on a lonely waitress at a greasy spoon in Las Vegas and the stranger she meets one ordinary afternoon.* A paragraph or two appear to be a tad long. I didn't intend them to be that long, the carriage returns apparently didn't translate in the e-mail. Please enjoy...
Friday, October 23, 2009
SHAMELESS SELF-PROMOTION
Good news. Two publications have accepted my work this week.The first, Red Fez, is an online publication I've long admired. They will be publishing my prose poem "The Last Moments of Papa H." It actually started out as a piece of flash fiction at Six Sentences that I eventually went on to rework. It will be in the December issue of the zine.Red Fez was founded in 2003 by independent author Leopold McGinnis and concentrates on publishing and promoting...
Thursday, October 22, 2009
HER OTHER CHILDREN (poem)
HER OTHER CHILDREN
After working her shift, she barely
had enough energy to disrobe,
much less play with a toddler.
But it had to be done.
Once the boy was asleep, she'd
sneak downstairs to be with her
other children who waited
patiently for her each evening.
There wasn't a night that went
by that she didn't long for them
and there they were. Loyal.
Her three boys, in waiting.
Proudly.
Standing tall.
Handsome.
Some days Johnnie,
so spiffy...
Monday, October 19, 2009
DANSE MACABRE: ERIN COLE'S '13 DAYS OF HORROR'
What a great time of year...As the Autumn leaves begin to crackle and the smell of fireplace wood peppers the crisp air, that can only mean one thing -- Halloween is upon us. Cue the scary music.In a series of 13 posts, fellow scribe Erin Cole will be hosting a Halloween-themed streak of posts at her blog "Listen to the Voices" where every day a new scary tale or ghoulish poem will featured.First up, Michael Solender (another great creator) who will...
NIGHTHAWKS AT THE DINER (video)
I just made this new video/slideshow that most of my Basement brothers and sisters might enjoy. With the help (and glorious sounds) of Tom Waits, this is my ode to the diner lifestyle. Let's face it, we've all been there...After a night of boozing or fun on the town, we seek out the comfort of the nearest 24 hour joint that serves up "eggs and sausage with a side of toast."Be sure to take a look at the subjects and faces in the vid - they all have stories to tell and it's primarily why I think it came out pretty good.Oh -- and extra points if you...
Sunday, October 18, 2009
WTF ALERT: WILL FERRELL TO STAR IN RAYMOND CARVER STORY ADAPTATION
Hmmmm. Not sure how I feel about this one. Will Ferrell has been cast in the lead role of $10 million indie film "Everything Must Go." Based on a Raymond Carver short story "Why Don't You Dance," it centers on a man attempting to sell all of his possessions, after his wife dumps them on the lawn and kicks him out of the house. The story, a stark and powerful piece, takes place on one night and is told more through the eyes of a couple buying the...
Friday, October 16, 2009
HO WHITE AND THE SEVEN DWARVES: RAUNCHY AD PISSES OF DISNEY
Wow. This is kinda funny. An Australian beer ad featuring a tawdry version of Snow White has raised the blood pressure at the Mouse House (that's Disney, folks).The raunchy ad, for Jamieson's Raspberry Ale (ewww), depicts the chaste fairytale heroine blowing smoke rings as she lies in bed with seven semi-clad dwarfs.Meet "Ho White"... while the loveable dwarves Sleepy, Happy and Doc have been renamed Filthy, Smarmy and Randy - supposedly to represent...
Thursday, October 15, 2009
THE SUIT (poem & podcast)
Please click play to enjoy an audio reading THE SUITHe looked at her,annoyed. Frustrated.Again, she was onone of her rampagesand he wasn't makingmatters any easier.After throwing a glass,instead of something worse,he went downstairs andsnatched the scotch.It went down good.A bit too fucking good.Another sip.And then, he rememberedtheir first date; wentto his closet and triedto find the suit he wore.It was a sad suit now,but so fucking regalin its...
Monday, October 12, 2009
BANNISTER BLUES (guest poet)
Although it's been a while, Edoardo Mungiello has popped in before at Bukowski's Basement as a guest poet. While his sensibilities lean wwaaaay towards the classical, he can reign it in enough so that we Chuck Buk-lovin schleps here in Bukowski's Basement can dig his groove.His jazzified riff last time, 'Us in Twilight," was one not to be be missed. This is another one of his poems so please enjoy and let him know what you think.BANNISTER BLUESI...
Thursday, October 8, 2009
GERMAN WOMAN WINS NOBEL PRIZE IN LITERATURE
Yesterday Herta Müller was just another struggling scribe, like us, hoping that perhaps only a few would see and enjoy her work. That would be enough. It usually is. The brief recognition can easily make up for the years and hours upon hours of research and writing and editing and rewriting.Today she is a different kind of author. The little-known Romanian-born German novelist and poet will soon have her work, "The Passport", translated into hundreds...
THE 'MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE': LAME DRAMATIC TOOL OR TRUE LIFE POSSIBILITY?
I dunno... The whole message in a bottle thing ticks me off in fiction or movies. Maybe because I have to suspend such an amazing amount of belief that some dinky frikkin' little note in a bottle is going to travel 9000 miles and get the hero off some dumb island or whatever. Funny enough, check out this interesting enough post that has proven my dumb ass wrong and assembled five true stories of messages in bottles.And then, if you're brave enough,...
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
DON'T DRINK AND DIAL ...
... or the 15 Most Common Mistakes People Make when They're DrunkLet's be honest. We all like to get behind the cork now and again. No biggie. That said, however, there are times when the bottle gets the best of us and we quite simply, do dumb shit... Check out this hilarious post, courtesy of Sloshspot that sheds some light on the 15 things people should definitely stay away from once they have imbibed a wee bit too much.addthis_url=''; addthis_title='';...
OUR OTHER INFLUENCES
Every writer here has had influences and many of my friends can probably cite mine as I theirs. But I got to thinking the other night, there have been "other" significant influences in my writing life that made me first aware that this craft we all love can be much more than a hobby but a way of life and even a profession.So I posted this challenge on my writing social network: I'd be curious for you to express not your overt writing influences (Poe,...
Monday, October 5, 2009
BUKOWSKI'S BASEMENT VIDEO SLIDESHOW
So I decided to make a slideshow touting all the fun here at Bukowski's Basement... Can you tell I had more than a few hours on my hands? It ran longer than I expected or wanted it to, but hey, the groove is pretty good. Please enjoy and follow the blog if you like the video.addthis_url=''; addthis_title=''; addthis_pub='avenutol...
Sunday, October 4, 2009
THE MOST EXPENSIVE BOOZE YOU'LL EVER DRINK
The great thing about good 'ol Hank is that he drank just about whatever you dumped onto his lap. Cheap vino and even cheaper hooch... That's why this post is funny. Bukowski would probably tell you to 'fuck off' once he found out how much of this premium stuff tasted.We've all done it. We've spent the night in the big city and doled 20 beans per crappy well drink. As we drink it, we feel guilty. The place clearly robbed us. But we shouldn't feel...
Saturday, October 3, 2009
I THINK I LOVE GOOGLE BOOKS...
More proof that Google is taking over the world... The magnate search engine has begun to scan and post pages from mainstream national magazines like Mother Jones, New York, Billboard, at their Google Books page. I shudder to think that libraries are becoming obsolete.Be that as it may... I searched for short story master "Raymond Carver" and Google returned all sorts of goodies.Check out this review for his book "Where I'm Calling From: New and...
Thursday, October 1, 2009
PHOTOGRAPH OF MY FATHER IN HIS TWENTY-SECOND YEAR (Carver poem)
PHOTOGRAPH OF MY FATHER IN HIS TWENTY-SECOND YEAROctober. Here in this dank, unfamiliar kitchenI study my father's embarrassed young man's face.Sheepish grin, he holds in one hand a stringof spiny yellow perch, in the othera bottle of Carlsbad Beer.In jeans and denim shirt, he leansagainst the front fender of a 1934 Ford.He would like to pose bluff and hearty for his posterity,Wear his old hat cocked over his ear.All his life my father wanted to...
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