Gerald Prokop

I get inspired by a space that is limiting. The way records are made right now is that the number of options is so great that people have gotten into this lack of commitment, of security, of confidence…  Twenty years ago it was, “We have one day to mix at this studio.”  You had one […]

Thoreau, and his many heirs among contemporary naturalists and radical environmentalists, assume that human culture is the problem, not the solution.  So they urge us to shed our anthropocentrism and learn to live among other species as equals.  This sounds like a fine, ecological idea, until you realize that the Earth would be even worse […]

If you think of evolution as a three-and-a-half-billion-year-long laboratory experiment, and the gene pool as the store of information accumulated during the course of that experiment, you begin to appreciate that nature has far more extensive knowledge about her operations than we do.   –Micheal Pollan, Second Nature, p. 51 

I’m in St. Louis, in a Motel.  Everything I needed to get out of this trip, that I could get out of this trip, I already got out of this trip, and now I’m on my way home.  There’s little more than the potential for stress left over.  I’m running out of money, and being […]

I’m at the Main Street Cafe in Arkadelphia, Arkansas.  I was trying to make it into Little Rock to do my blogging, but it’s not happening.  I’m plugging away a handful of miles at a time, on very little sleep, in the pouring rain, with a stomachache, my windshield wipers slipping off the edge every […]

sad life awaits in the corners of the crowds everybody knows they’re gonna be alone deep down cover up myself with the road in my head but I know it’s no longer who I am this time I’ll look up if you look up we don’t need to stay here anymore I need you more […]

Bothered by the culture of the Interstate and wanting a straight shot into Austin, I left I-40 in Amarillo, TX for the US Highway System.  US-287 to Childress, US-83 to Abilene, US-84 to Brownwood, and then US-183 into Austin.  I stopped in lots of small towns in various states of disrepair.  Maybe if these places […]

As I start writing this, I’m waiting for my laundry to dry at a truck stop outside of Amarillo, TX. There’s a charge to use the WiFi, so I’m just typing it out offline. I’m on my way to Austin to meet up with the guys from Hotel Hotel. In Santa Fe I did my […]