CONVERSATION WITH BRIAN ENO.

hey.
how’s it going?
i don’t really know you.
i think i missed just about everything
that you ever did.
sorry.
i’m working on getting caught up.
but right now.
i’m just listening to your ambient stuff.
it’s become an archetype really.
the band musician who goes on
to make the kind of dreary music you hear
in the background of artsy films.
trent reznor must have gotten the cue from you.
not to assume.
i mean
maybe he has no idea who you are
and what you do
but that seems very unlikely.

please don’t get me wrong.
i’m not insulting you by any means.
as a writer especially
i appreciate the ambient stuff.
so many artists just want to cram agenda
down your throat.
personal agenda.
definition of love agenda.
political agenda.
existential agenda.
i know.
i’m a poet.
i’m a hypocrite.
and i’m guilty of having agendas.
i think it’s impossible to be a poet
and not have an agenda.
even not having an agenda is a bit of an
anti-agenda.

i think it’s impossible to be a poet
and not be a hypocrite.

it’s hard to not be a hypocrite
in general.

did gandhi ever have a cheat day
when he was fasting?

sorry.
that was rude.
you don’t even know me.
now i’ve gone and made some terrible impression
on some bald artist i don’t even know.

it’s okay.
i’m bald too.
us bald guys got to stick together.
this song of yours has wind chimes.
very clever.
no, seriously.
i’m not making fun of you.
i’m just jealous is all.
i have to try to capture moods with words.
i can’t do anything musical.
i had a short stint with a guitar
but it ended like a lot of my relationships;
i got bored and just forgot it ever happened.

ever just have a day where you just don’t
answer your phone?

i think i’ll have one tomorrow.

is eno really your last name?
seems too perfect.
like lana del rey.

but sincerely.
i like your stuff.
i’m curious why MGMT wrote a song
about you.
i’m curious why you’re so famous.
curious being the correct word.
not confused.
i just know you did something important
but i don’t know what.

i was watching a documentary
on national parks
and they talked about teddy roosevelt
and i realized
that i never realized
what a badass he was.
he basically was president
and spent the whole time camping
and reminding this country
that we were the western western world
and that we should just try to hold on to this.
make some effort to not screw it up.
human nature, i guess.
wait for the last opportune moment.

but anyways
my point is
i never knew.
teddy roosevelt.
now my favorite president.
maybe you’re my favorite musician
and i just don’t know it yet.
i’m looking forward to hearing
what you have to say, brian eno.

okay.
now it’s your turn to talk.

COPYRIGHT BRICE MAIURRO 2013

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Author: brice maiurro

Denver poet. Author of Stupid Flowers, out now through Punch Drunk Press.

9 thoughts on “CONVERSATION WITH BRIAN ENO.”

  1. i was the unknowing party that had what i hold to be a very sweet honor. i’m probably the only soul to see it as such. i told daniel johnston that captain america died. i actually expressed my condolences as i knew he was a huge fan of ca. daniel said nothing – his brother thanked me saying they hadn’t known. your musings w/ eno made me think of robert fripp that made me recall my exchange w/ dj. I cried when his brother told me daniel hadn’t known. weird, huh? – tim

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