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[Thomas N. Dennis]

I too, prefer to lurk. I started playing harmonica at an early age, old
Dylan ditties. Gravity's Rainbow fell upon my mind 'round '74 like, well,
psychedelia around a Thanatoid concert. It made me study, made me take
words far more seriously than I had before, and (most important, really,
of all fallouts) gave my sense of the absurd nice little nudges. Hell,
learning guitar I tried to put chords on some of those songs! I used the
songs and the humor to hook friends into trying--"Just try!"--a
reading--but how few ever did it. Two? I mingle with the sort of
deep-fried southern bigots and bigotresses you can sometimes find in a
Harry Crews novel, in the usual course of living, working and writing in
the Deep Deep South. Faulkner's ghost, writing a ornithological musical
around a thesis I'll probably need for graduate school this fall, sings
inside the mockingbirds all damned night--"hot as the butt-crack of your
personal devil."  
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http://www.mindspring.com/
~tdennis/index.html
East Birmingham AL
aka La Ville Tragiqué