Garbage Memo – October 12, 1981 – Dag Nabbit

Firstly, we must; that is, it is IMPERATIVE that I do a review of this fine beverage sitting before me. RICHARD'S TRIPLE PEACH WINE. It comes all the way from Canandaigua, NEW YORK, and consists primarily or mainly you see of an alcohol (21%) which renders the consumer senseless. Words become totally JUMBLED in the MIND—and nothing really seems to matter anymore... A great liquid for functioning on certain abstract levels; although it does take great concentration, but who gives a shit about a few badly spelled words? ELIZABETH dash space JANE – HERMAN likes this. Good taste, no doubt. She and her friend have been in here spending their money and being real nice and getting off on the GARBAGE INC. MEMOS and just adding to the atmosphere... ORGANIC COOKIES w/no sugar. But Becky don't care... wine is better than milk, cuz wine don't cause KIDNEY STONES. I'M so drunk I can't believe it...

So here we go on about putting up FLYERS at the art building at the university. Saw Mike, drummer from JUICE, who had just dropped his head, broke it, and was now quite bummed out... Went upstairs to tape up the flyers for the store and ran into some very ART laying all about the floor. Get this... Someone had put together some COW-PIES in the form of lumps of cement, with objects of refuse stuck haphazardly about same. Several of these lay about, all in a neat row; could not figure if they were on display or out to dry... did it make a difference? No. So I dug about in my pockets and found something I'd found on the street about an hour before and saved. It was a keychain/medallion-type thing which I'd planned to use for a collage. Instead, I placed it on one of the cow-pies, figuring that non of the ART-LOVERS would disturb it. The Artist himself would know that it was not his own doing, unless he was really THICK; but it would fall off when he picked it up, and that would be OK too... ART FOR THE CLEANING WOMAN... AAA medallion... But who knows, he might see it and realize that a totally unknown figure felt the urge to contribute to his art, indeed possibly even UNDERSTOOD it; not like Mom & Dad, who would look at it and wonder why they were investing their HARD-EARNED DINERO, Ja? And so we left, gurgling and jive-ing about the stupid Snakefinger posters that would do more to convey an sense of stupidity than any anti-hype artist could possibly dream up...