"inside every artist lurks a madman!" Dick Miller Barboura Morris and Antony Carbone star in A Bucket of Blood (1959) produced and directed by Roger Corman
"inside every artist lurks a madman!" Dick Miller Barboura Morris and Antony Carbone star in A Bucket of Blood (1959) produced and directed by Roger Corman
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Several years ago, after seeing this movie, I joined youtube and named myself after a line in the quote-- rkHOBO. "Life is an obscure hobo, bumming a ride on the omnibus of art."
rubber bells and cotton gongs! mary tyler moore played a beatnik in a forgetable movie about a bird transmitted germ which made people constantly happy. thus allieviating the need for such miracles as thorzine and valium and alcohol and weed
What is not creation is Graham Crackers Let it all crumble to feed the creator The artist is. All others are not. A canvas is a canvas Or a painting A rock is a rock, or a statue A sound is a sound, or is music A creature is a creature, or an artist Where are John, Joe, Jake, Jim, Jerk? Dead, dead, dead. They were not born Before they were born They were not born
Where are Leonardo, Rembrandt, Ludwig? Alive, alive, alive They were born Bring on the multitude, the multitude of fishes Feed them to the fishes for liberum to nourish the artist Stretch their skins upon an easel To give him canvas Crush their bones into a paste And he might mold them Let them die By their miserable deaths become the clay within his hands He might form an ashtray or an arc
For all that is comes through the eye of the artist The rest are blind fish swimming in the cave of aloneness Swim on, you maudlin, muddling, maddened fools And breathe the one bright and sunny night Some artists will bait a hook and let you bite upon it Bite hard, and die. In his stomach you are very close to immortality
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thus allieviating the need for such miracles as thorzine and valium and alcohol and weed
RIP Big Daddy Nord. RIP Lawrence Lipton
The Beats Live On
You can watch Bucket of Blood along with several other public domain movies at my channel.
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Let it all crumble to feed the creator
The artist is.
All others are not.
A canvas is a canvas
Or a painting
A rock is a rock, or a statue
A sound is a sound, or is music
A creature is a creature, or an artist
Where are John, Joe, Jake, Jim, Jerk?
Dead, dead, dead.
They were not born
Before they were born
They were not born
Alive, alive, alive
They were born
Bring on the multitude, the multitude of fishes
Feed them to the fishes for liberum to nourish the artist
Stretch their skins upon an easel
To give him canvas
Crush their bones into a paste
And he might mold them
Let them die
By their miserable deaths become the clay within his hands
He might form an ashtray or an arc
The rest are blind fish swimming in the cave of aloneness
Swim on, you maudlin, muddling, maddened fools
And breathe the one bright and sunny night
Some artists will bait a hook and let you bite upon it
Bite hard, and die.
In his stomach you are very close to immortality
ha sorry it wouldnt fit in just one comment :)