The River Signal retro

After it happened

There are those few experiences that, years on, muscle their ways up through my brain’s thermocline into the realm of conscious thought and when they dive again, as they do because life proceeds apace, I try to fix life rings to them so I can keep them at the surface, so I can inhabit them always. Inevitably, they dive, but inevitably too, they’re never gone, and for that I’m grateful. Getting to be on The River Signal was surely one of these.

It would’ve been transcendent anytime, and that’s the idea with anything transcendent, that’s how transcendency works, that it busts up the pavement of the present circumstances without regard to the notion that the present circumstances tend to have about themselves, that they’re the culmination of history, the place in which the river of being finally obeys, finally stops flowing.

Here we are in America now, celebrants of cruelty, twisters of God, panhandlers for fear. But! What if we made art on a little riverboat? Captured it, recorded it, broadcast it? HA! might say the usurpers of good, those decay peddlers, the purveyors of rot hawking filth in America now. “Might say” if they’re paying attention, if they even can pay attention through their slavish obsessions with destruction.

Colibeja, Jennifer Daniels, Kate Neal, Teni Rane, Cynthia Young, and me.

You can watch/listen here (and all past episodes, and all “to come” episodes!) A million thank you's to Brian, Galen, and Reid.