No Depression


No Depression in Heaven by the Carter Family

For fear the hearts of men are failing,
For these are latter days we know
The Great Depression now is spreading,
God’s word declared it would be so

I’m going where there’s no depression,
To the lovely land that’s free from care
I’ll leave this world of toil and trouble,
My home’s in Heaven, I’m going there

In that bright land, there’ll be no hunger,
No orphan children crying for bread,
No weeping widows, toil or struggle,
No shrouds, no coffins, and no death

This dark hour of midnight nearing
And tribulation time will come
The storms will hurl in midnight fear
And sweep lost millions to their doom

New Pictures From the Distant Past

jeremiah burbank for the NRA

It was his birthday and my sister Rosie took us to the Gun Club in downtown Los Angeles

Fish for Sale

Fish for Sale

Vito GesualdiOn his never ending quest for a head shot Vito Gesualdi and I made some weird unflattering portraits

samule d quinn the crippleSamuel D Quinn

rosie and jairs buttsMy sister Rosie Pula and Jeremiah Burbank at the Hollywood Reservoir

All pictures taken in Los Angeles in 2011 with a Canon 5d

You Can’t Judge a Book By Looking at the Cover

Dude playing guitar through a AMP he built himself, learned how to at the Old VFW in turners falls, its pretty awesome, they are making out of work carpenters into Luthers and makers of the finest Massachusetts hand built wooden music machines

This is what it looks like outside, just dudes sipping beer in plastic chairs on the sidewalk, you see the VFW closed sometimes ago, and no one really knows whats going on inside anymore, but the sons and grandkids and neighborhood kids bike around and talk to the older guys guarding the door to the old bar.

Bo Diddley (One of my like top three personal idols) was a luther, made fiddles and such, then made his own kickass cherry red rectangle guitar (he donated it to the hard rock cafe…. the less said about that the better)

he used to play through a toliet on its side to get echo before he bough chuck berries personal recording studio, with all the Les Paul designed wizardry that they used to make #1 hit singles back in the day, did you know Bo Diddley only ever had one, and its like his worst novelty track, but it helped invent hip hop so its ok anyways I digress

One theory on why he called himself Bo Diddley, well back in the wilds of the south they used to run a single wire from the roof of the porch to the wooden floor and they would play bump bump… bump bump bump bump… which is basically exactly the bo diddley beat, and the whole porch would become an instruement.

They called the string a Bo Diddley.

Imagine how awesome it must of sounded back in like 1890, you got fiddles and banjo’s and a maybe a beat to shit tuba and the whole porch is rocking to the bo diddley beat.

Must of been awesome!

I put a tiger in tony’s tank

its just how we Pula’s roll

I try to take after the Captain as often as possible

picture by Jeremiah Burbank co owner of {(ps I’m the other co-owner) we are a production company based out the Massachusetts} of me doing what I do best, washing dishes and listening to Captain Beefheart……. the only way to truly live like an artist.

Brittonie Fletcher’s Memorial Day Bash

Oh man we had your bbq without you the other day and it was pretty good, but only like 1/10th the awesome it would have been if you had been there.

You taught us good Brittonie, thanks… I think I finally understand why you are the way you are and why you do the things you do. You know I had no idea why you always let me into your house and introduced me to all your awesome friends.

I remember one thing specifically, you telling some one in your house, “He’s like a younger harder Matt [REDACTED]” and I didn’t have no idea what that meant at the time.

Someday I’ll be able to thank you the way you deserve, I just haven’t figured out what that will be. Just don’t die and don’t get preggers over there in the edinburg and things will get better, they always do, sometimes every day feels like a defeat, but if you can talk with new and old friends at night, like we did in wait street…. well thats just awesome

Thanks Brittonie

This notes for you kid!




based on somebodies story


Team Large, you will know us by our velocity


to be continued


and it continued to rock and roll

team large… give us your love world

silver apples shine on Turners Falls Cobble Stone streets and some where a saint named ruby weeps


gotta do everything your damn self



this is a two man band from like 1968 built there own instruments in the brian eno or robert fripp tradition, made 2 amazing records from a space ship hovering above the seas of europa a moon of saturn and then were not heard again for 2 space decades, and John Kurtyka has never heard of them, silver apples, look them up kids


thats me lecturing in AS220 in Providence RI some time last week, you wouldn’t believe it but some people tell me I know nothing and I have nothing of importance to say, and the scary thing is those people run the world right now, and their tools are bars and pills


but Pheobe Cox is one of the good ones, buy her french fried potaters won’t you?


transmission over