Dear Friends and fellow Wesleynauts,
We are deeply saddened to report that one of our artists, Wesley
Willis passed away yesterday, Thursday, August 21st. Wesley will be
greatly missed by all that had the privilege to know him, as well as
the fans who have been fortunate enough to experience his genius.
Wesley was diagnosed with Chronic Myelogenous Leukemia (CML) at
the end of 2002, and had to undergo emergency surgery on June 2nd to
identify the source of, and to suppress internal bleeding. It is not
clear if this bleeding was related to his leukemia or not, and the
exact cause of death is still unknown. Wesley had been recovering at a
Hospice in Illinois, and since the surgery his health had deteriorated
rapidly.
His songs were simultaneously disturbing, hilarious, blunt, and
intoxicating. Wesley's sheer excitement and unaffected honesty about
every cultural phenomenon, defined his music as truly individual, and
truly punk rock.
Friday, August 22, 2003
Thursday, August 21, 2003
Monday, August 18, 2003
Holden: I'm staring to think.. That you don't get me.
Justine: MAYBE I *don't* get you.
Holden: YOU DO! YOU DO GET ME, YOU JUST DON'T WANNA GET ME BECAUSE I AM TOO INTENSIFIED FOR YOU!
Film: The Good Girl
Watched it last night. Really funny movie. Holden also said something like "You got me. No one's gotten me before. It feels great to finally be got by someone." It just went on and on. Laughed my ass off at that. I don't give a shit if anyone has ever "got" me. Who the fuck cares? Being loved? That's important. But being "got"? Whining about being misunderstood is for pissy teenage emo kids and starving/failing artists. Fuck that. If no one has "gotten" you, then you have a serious communication problem. It's not "their" fault. Make yourself understood you illiterate schmuck!
Justine: MAYBE I *don't* get you.
Holden: YOU DO! YOU DO GET ME, YOU JUST DON'T WANNA GET ME BECAUSE I AM TOO INTENSIFIED FOR YOU!
Film: The Good Girl
Watched it last night. Really funny movie. Holden also said something like "You got me. No one's gotten me before. It feels great to finally be got by someone." It just went on and on. Laughed my ass off at that. I don't give a shit if anyone has ever "got" me. Who the fuck cares? Being loved? That's important. But being "got"? Whining about being misunderstood is for pissy teenage emo kids and starving/failing artists. Fuck that. If no one has "gotten" you, then you have a serious communication problem. It's not "their" fault. Make yourself understood you illiterate schmuck!
Wednesday, August 06, 2003
Half-Asleep Man Pauses 20 Minutes Between Socks
SANDPOINT, ID—Seated on the edge of his bed, Carl Thompson, 38, paused for 20 minutes with one sock on his foot and the other in his hand Tuesday. "Ugh, tired," said Thompson, who was otherwise silent from 6:30 to 6:50 a.m. During that period, Thompson stared at the wall and teetered perilously close to a reclining position six times.
SANDPOINT, ID—Seated on the edge of his bed, Carl Thompson, 38, paused for 20 minutes with one sock on his foot and the other in his hand Tuesday. "Ugh, tired," said Thompson, who was otherwise silent from 6:30 to 6:50 a.m. During that period, Thompson stared at the wall and teetered perilously close to a reclining position six times.
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