just tomorrow

removing the alarming red colored tape from my windows. enjoying the breeze that irene left for me. sleep. sleep. sleep. disaster followed me around for three days. it made my bones brittle with fear. cold. water. the warmth of my daughters arms around my neck. forlorn. my wife's kisses. gone. far away. escape. ill stay. i have no choice. fear. her old eyes couldn't comprehend. the wrinkles flooded with tears. can i take my pictures?will we loose everything? good job guys! great job! no food. hungry. my partner listens to the news. the news. the news. the news. the news. panic. fear. lets get away. the sirens. headache. dehydration. flooding. he stole our flag. that fucking crazy bastard. brooklyn accent. the rain. heavy rain. zeus is crying. stale cigarettes. the cabin fills with smoke. rain. wet uniforms. hands breaking. working. sweating. hunger. i want to cry but i cant. let me call her. will i die alone. i dont want to wake up. i dont want to see the flood. did we make it? did we make it? shhhh...silence of the lambs. shhhh. did we make it? i cant see. georgia moon. shakey bones. shakey graves. ill see my baby today. ill see my babies today. even the unborn. did she hear the wind? sunny side eggs and french fries. mothers touch. always warm. not like irene's. i feel renewed. woke up. woke up. the flood. no flood. i smoke the cigarette outside my door. the leaves have fallen. its not autumn. collect the branches. gather your tears.

banjo at my window

short video of some banjo playing that in actuality, doesn't sound like a banjo (for some technical reason). anyway i havent been blogging for some time now, and thought it would be a good way to start up once again.

i was hoping you would get a glimpse of someone looking out their window, hanging up clothes on a line, or screaming some bizarre brooklyn talk but what you can hear, is someone sweeping and some singing sparrows at the end of the video.

hope you enjoy!

im trying to take a nap

go away from my window

im trying to take a nap

i deserve this nap

last night i had barely 3 hours of sleep

you and the marketing clown

can go and shove it!

when was the last time you took a nap and dreamt

of a beautiful world?

where bills dont have to be paid

where the sky is forever blue

where i can play with Dakota

on the coney island sand everyday of the year

where i can stay home and make art and record those cloudy songs of mine

where i can enjoy some greasy burgers with my wife every evening for diner

and not gain a pound

where i can make love to my wife in the mornings, before i leave for work and come back at 12noon for more

dont bang on my window!

go away from my window!

im trying to take a nap!

and try to forget that i spend my daylight hours enslaved to your labor

go away you clown!

jose delhart (poem in the ambulance)

happenstance

Definition of HAPPENSTANCE

: a circumstance especially that is due to chance

in my life i have met some very interesting people through happenstance, that have helped me along the way. my good friend and EMT buddy Darren Lolk whom is a musician/artist/actor is an inspiration and a reminder of my goals and dreams while im at work; where i generally tend to forget what truly makes my heart sing. here is a youtube clip of some deleted scenes from "Cornelius" a movie Darren Lolk played a cashier clerk. "Cornelius" was directed by Giovanny Blanco another great artist/musician friend ive made along the way. enjoy!

what i saw today

The Day I Met Captain Beefheart and His Magic Band

i met Captain Beefheart and His Magic Band one day sitting

they were sitting on a lonely discount shelf at Sounds used CD store on St. Marks Place

the place where sometimes I would wander aimlessly in failed attempts at getting my head together

it was a nightmare for me

a true and terrible nightmare

it was metal clanging in my ears and tom drums banging over and over and over and over

i told my friends i told them all but they laughed

it was cosmic alien talk....too much overdrive....

i had another nightmare

a really terrible one

i saw the vinyl record for sale

it was hanging up high on that over-sized saltine cracker looking wall

it read 65.00 mint condition on a yellow explosive shape thing

i woke up

i woke up

i never bought it

i never had the money

they took it off the shelf

i met Captain Beefheart and His Magic Band

im glad it was electricity

sometimes satanic

it damaged me it really did

and im glad

and im glad

im glad

Poor Boy Fool

A. Bogs is truly bleeding out his best material these days. Just heard "Poor Boy Fool" last night on his facebook. What a beauty of a song. Its safe to say this song will go down on the list of songs I wish I had written. Check it out!

Auld Lang Syne Once Again

Auld Lang Syne always warms my heart and makes me want to quit my job, grow a beard and travel the states in a Westfalia camper playing my music; pursuing my fortune.

Till that day comes true, here is Auld Lang Syne performing " Where My Fortune Lies"

Ramona Cordova

This man really inspires me in many ways. I just heard a new track or maybe not so new but new to my ears on his myspace. It has blown me away. If anyone can get in touch with Ramon, please tell him that I would love to record with him someday.

Hands Of Heaven

what i see #4

what i see #3

what i see #2

what i see

Beware of Worms My Dear Friends

My great friend and musical brother A.Bogs has traveled far away from the Brooklyn swamps to blossom into a gallant rose in the swamp town of Rochester NY. His music is sounding stronger than ever and there is even a huge worm hanging around his neck just to make sure it all goes well. Check out this great video shot by artist Robert Frank. This is simply amazing!

In Search of The Day

Beautiful sounds that have made my day complete. I think I found it, I have finally found it.

Auld Lang Syne .

you should be dancing

These have got to be the weirdest toys Ive ever seen. My daughter seems to be impressed; I'm just weirded out.

Friends

On this lazy Sunday, friends came around to brighten my day. Thank you!

"I Know We Talked About It But That Doesn't Mean I Can Never Set Here Anymore, Does It?"

A very beautiful video greeted me this morning. My day is suddenly a lot brighter.

Video directed by Derrick Hart and music by my good friend Haruki.

Enjoy!

Jack Rose on My Mind

Lately, I have been revisiting the sad news of the passing of Jack Rose. Jack Rose, an extremely talented musician with a passion for the old and a warm heart that could makes its way through any melancholic chord he played. He was a master primitive who was relentless in his search to continue to transform his guitar playing and always struck me as someone I would someday meet and become very good friends with.

For some reason his passing, although it has been some time ago, has recently prompted me to reflect on this. I hope I can figure out why that is.

king face

you sat down on an unwanted discarded milk crate

you drew the faces

pale, happy, sad and hungry faces

they came from far away to see the spectacle

deep inside

my heart kept on beating

wanting, yearning for just a piece of your soul

but i can only imitate and disgracefully mock your soul

you are a rock

overabundance of love and imagery has hurt you

and at times it has trampled all over your bones

they have called you worthless and crazy

but today i will call you KING

did you know that the sound of your milk crate

scraping against the pavement

reminded me of the song "Money" by Pink Floyd?

poem by Jose Delhart

inspired by Felix Morelo's art

please watch this video in relation to the poem

1420 FACES around Union Square by Felix Morelo (720x405) from ponownie on Vimeo.