The Trip…

“The hour is 10 PM, the frequency is 89.1 FM, the station broadcasting this signal is called FUCC, and you are hearing the magic of the electronically transmitted human condition. You and I are the receiver and the transmitter, I’m Popeye Kahn, and this, is Demerol Naked. I bring the fader on channel one up on the MTX, we’re breaking the law. “…Where there are sticky digits making messy juices running down…” “The Ottoman Bigwigs, the band you just heard,  are playing tomorrow night at the OK Hotel, and band members James Palmer and Chris Welch are here to add some insanity to this crazy mess we here at FUCC call radio. One of my best friends, singer-songwriter Jim Page, will be here later on to promote his latest album and give us a little history lesson on the tumultuous music of Belltown. We’ve got Captain Saturday doing the ambience you’re listening to, say hello Captain.” “Hello I am the Captain of Satuday. I am hunched over, sitting on the floor holding a set of head phones tightly to my ears.” “Dot, dot, dot said the Captain… First though, there’s story to tell– story number 455, which leaves only five hundred and forty six stories to go.  I’ve been thinking a lot about the passing of Ian Curtis and I can’t think of ‘long dead Ian without thinking of the drug Lysergic Acid Diethylamide. That’s right, LSD. This little tale I’m about to tell is about the very first time I tripped on Acid. So turn the lights down low, sit back in your favorite tripping chair, gaze into the Lava Lamp while the good Captain here spins some trippy sounds, and listen to the magic that is Radio… Think, way back to the early 8th decade of this century[…]

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20 days of Pacific or rather, Just Go!

Just… Go! I can see no reason not to just go… So on the 17th of October in the year of 2006 we just went. The boat, the sailing vessel Sapien (a 1989 Gulf 32-pilothouse sloop), and her crew of dedicated ocean explorers, James Lane and Dena Hankins, left the left coast of the continental United States for the second leg of their global circumnavigation: San Francisco, California to Hilo, Hawaii. It’s not that this thing, this just going thing hasn’t been done thousands of times before (maybe even tens of thousands) but for this crew of two it had never been done. Yet I mean. Even after the first leg of our on-going journey was completed in 2002 (Seattle to San Francisco) our best friends and acquaintances still gave us that blank but concerned “Land-Lubber” stare saying: “You’re doing what?” “Sailing around the world. Hawaii next then we’ll see how that goes…” “Why?” “…” Silence, then, “Because we have to, it’s the thing that we do.” “How?” “Now that, that’s a good question!” The body… In my oh so humble opinion, the first step to a successful oceanic passage is being prepared within your own body. By that I mean physically, psychologically, and intellectually ready to take on the immense stresses that a trans-Pacific crossing entails. I’m telling you, this is a complete lifestyle that is not easy but for people that truly want it, it is do-able. When my life partner, Dena, and I set sail on the first leg of our Global Circumnavigation, we had to let go of some very hard to shake addictions. The first one being the “all important” automobile. That’s right, you gotta shake that car if you’re going to travel by sail and in doing so you’re taking that first step to[…]

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