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Vibralux turned up to ten

Posted on Apr 23rd, 2007 by Macastat : reVolutionary Macastat


with this I do thee absorb
thine ripple of soul
that does become
thine one wisdom
 one

 -tony macasaet (me)

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Ripple Capacitor

 

Green Fest in Chicago... I huge success, while in Viroqua our annual International Faire at the Viroqua Public Market... also a smash!

At Green Fest, we sampled about 2000 spoonfuls of our Sibby's Organic Ice Cream, and ran out of ice cream by 1pm!

Over the fest days we received affirmation for no less than six proposed new flavors / product lines we are aggressively working on.

At the Viroqua Public Market - one of the best single sales days to date!  World music, dance and words from start to close.

Saturday night, we attended the opening night of 'Butterfly", a club next to the Funky Buddha Lounge (and owned by the same dude).  it was a Green Show after-party, and many of the organic entrepreneur players were in attendance... a fantastic assortment of folks.  Then, I got a text from my Chicago brother-in-arm Alberto... come to this party on Western... "you never seen anything like this" he stated boldly.  A description that could not be ignored.  Suffice it to say, though we were quit innocent, the party deteriorated into cop cars, threatening glass bottle wielding thugs and other delightful unpleasantness, lol. 

And, perhaps a personal grand finale for me... after the party was disbanded, the 'band' I was kicked out of and I took the illogical 2am ghetto side street sojourn to the interiors of the Chicago Westsyyyyde to the old practice space.  There it was, where one of the most monumental experiences of my life took place... a brief 10 minutes that would change my life, make me question all that I am and hope to be...

One of the new members of Alberto's band is a psychotically skilled rock drummer.... I learned he was incapable, through some physical aberration I surmised, to play at any volume other than deafening, eat bleeding, tympanic membrane tearing volume! 

About 4am, it happened...  the event that forever altered me.... As John Hiatt wrote... I turned a Vibralux up to ten--henn-hah-hen-hen!

With a drummer trying to kill me with sound waves, for this first time in my life I played an electric guitar on maximum volume.. it was a fast tempo dark punk-rock affair.  There was literally a moment, where I distinctly recall thinking it was a trick of some sort... it sounded that bad-ass...  a cruel prank perhaps, like a kid's toy guitar that plays something grand to even random attempts at strumming.  it was not until I closed my eyes, and carefully tuned to the music assaulting my fragile inner ear fibrils... this was coming from me, and that Vibralux turned up to ten.

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spent

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ripple capacitor BW

 

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thorn & renew

 

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coin of 1863

 

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Cardinal and Bud

 

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snow robin

 

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Viroqua Jailbreak



 

The now nearly-abandoned historic Vernon County Jail, in Viroqua, Wisconsin USA... the county courthouse is behind.


The shot was taken from across the city park on a rock formation peak.  We battled fierce winds and headed the siren song.... At this imposing pinnacle sits the patient Viroqua Time Capsule...  "not to be opened until... 2046"


...It's also were, legend holds, a beautiful maiden soared to her death, morning her forbidden love.


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A Pause in Her Meadow

 

 

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Red & Green

 

 

 

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paucity of self

 

 

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April Ice

 

 

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Vulture

 

 

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Renew what hast been lost

 

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Horizontal Ice

 

 

 

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Water Crossing


 

The turkey vultures circled overhead menacingly as if our demise was imminent.  To the disappoint of their appetites the hike proceeded with only serene camaraderie amongst our eclectic trio.... past the moss and ice, serpinginous waters, verdant ferns and dead elms... we selected the horse trail at the fork... the early spring lull allowing us passage through the normally impassable. 

But we didn't anticipate the mandatory water crossing miles into the sojourn.  The grand fallen tree carved by the river, a sculpted bridge deposited there for us wary explorers.

 

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Drenched

 

 

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Astride the lateral divide

 

 

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Hawks Overhead

 

 

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Bonsai

 

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bifurcate

 

 

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New Salsa

 

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Fernando

 

 

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Bread Puppets

 

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Converse with Gesture

 

 

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Dog Tears


 

As you may know we are shooting a documentary film about our crazy little town, Viroqua, in the mystic, unglaciated lands of SW Wisconsin USA. 


Last year we filmed the "last farmer in Viroqua" segment.... during the shoot the farmer's dog lumbered about.  We all noticed how morose he appeared.  The farmer shared that he used to be the best cattle dog he'd ever seen. 


He would proudly keep the cows in line, and after many years clearly came to love each animal in the herd. 

As things go in our land of industrialized animal exploitation, the farmer eventually could no longer make money from the cattle and they were sold off en mass.... the entire herd was likely slaughtered soon after.  One day all his friends were suddenly gone and probably all dead.

To this day, the sad dog wanders about, looking to the pastures for his beloved herd. 

 

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Layers of Solar Rays

 

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Invade Ol' Truck

 

 

 

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Dance into the Molten

 

do you see the dancers?

 

By God Be Blessed

tony

Access_public Access: Public 4 Comments Print views (376)  
Catherine : mildly metaphoric
about 19 hours later
Catherine said

You know,  4 AM is the point in the day where our souls are most pure….
(and to think…. most people just sleep)

Delia : rara avis
about 21 hours later
Delia said

like magic, tony. these photos are like magic.
beautiful, beautiful.

Macastat : reVolutionary
about 21 hours later
Macastat said

Catherine - I completely agree… my soul wanted to be pure, and was capable, but that damn electric guitar… lol

Delia - thank you… yes, I have been enchanted.  :)

Catherine : mildly metaphoric
about 23 hours later
Catherine said

:-)
Tony…. it is when souls are most purely in their essense…. so you see…. the guitar knows you my friend!

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