Originally published in 1995, “The Gleaming Crest” was my first poetry chapbook (you can read more about it here.) Written while I was still in high school, this obscure literary gem from the 90’s deals with themes of adolescent angst, grandiose dreams, romance and coming of age. It’s only about 35 pages, but worth snagging a copy since it’s basically become vintage. The book is available from Amazon, but you’ll occasionally see copies floating around in locally owned book stores, record stores and random shops. It’s a great book to have sitting out on a coffee table if you want to get strange looks from guests who come over.
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– The book is made up of poems resulting from the author’s experiences riding the skytrain at Phoenix Sky Harbor Airport
– How the book was loosely inspired by Keith Gunderson’s A Continual Interest in the Sun and Sea
– Brandon’s style and method of writing poetry
– How there is very little offensive material in the book compared to previous works
– The photographs in the book
– How the skytrain doesn’t really go anywhere but an imaginative person will envision potential destinations and explore the possible ways in which this kind of technology could be used
– The skytrain as a vehicle for escapism
– The airport as the blueprint for self contained cities
– Disneyland as also a model for self contained cities
– How the author’s fascination with skytrains and monorails originated with trips to Disneyland and Disney World in the 1980’s
– The importance of always staying on the move in life and never getting too comfortable
– The Retro-Futuristic themes in the book
– The Retro-Futurist’s dilemma of wanting to embrace the future while being inspired by nostalgia and having to determine what’s worth holding on to
– The poem Treadmill to Neonopolis named after the place in Las Vegas
– Mythological references in the book (Atlantis, Icarus, etc)
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Skytrain to Nowhere is an imagination driven and esoteric volume of free-form poetry. The book documents the author’s experiences, thoughts and observations while riding the skytrain at Phoenix Sky Harbor International Airport over the period of several weeks. Since the skytrain is only designed to transport travelers between various terminals and parking facilities at the airport, someone spending nearly 50 hours riding it purely for recreation and artistic inspirational purposes is highly unusual (to put it mildly.) Aside from occasional quirky anecdotes about various passengers, the poems mostly deal with themes of motion, the passage of time, and nostalgia. The author grapples with these issues from a retro-futurist perspective. Skytrain to Nowhere celebrates the realization that our vitality hinges on our ability to always keep moving, while recognizing we are unwilling or unable to leave some things behind on the journey.
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The Card in the Coin Return
Hey silly rabbit in
the bottomless top hat.
Caught in the rat race?
Do you ever feel like a
pasty pale mouse trapped
dead center square
in a cat’s game
just mod-mod-modular cube maze bait
right smack-dab in
the middle of your cell pad
wanna run, make tracks, have a look around the place for
random artifacts but
color coded cops on your case
one door away like
Lock ‘n’ Chase
an unsolved Rubik’s snake
what a puzzlecade
levels, lives, points…but
no little brass key to jimmy open the briefcase
no solution in plain sight
no clear escape
no veering from the paperwork trail surveilled on
Memorex VHS tape
Just try love, try hate, try again
when they rewind
another coffee break
unibrow bridge across an
energy depleted face
evolves to form
the watchful cyclops’ eye
with laserlike focus
the holographic breadcrumbs that
trace a corridor
Brandon Adamson is the author of Beatnik Fascism
I need to start a family with you. This will just take a minute, okay?
Well that depends if your “Make America Great Again” hat is ironic or not.
I actually only got this hat because there was no Richard Spencer apparel available at the time…
Oh now I’m pissed.
Well I’m sure it’s nothing that Saturday morning cartoons can’t cure.
I mean “Alt Right” is pretty heavy if that’s what you are.
Like, it might take something more than cartoons.
I don’t know about that. Poddington Peas was a magnificent and powerful cartoon.
You’re dating yourself a little bit with that one my darling.
So what? The intro song is great.
Most newer cartoons are pretty lame anyway, unwatchable
Okay, I just listened to it and I’m moderately impressed. I don’t watch a
lot of cartoons.
Me neither. I mostly just watch the intros and sing along with the catchy tunes. As far as dating myself, your name’s Haley, sort of like the comet. I remember when it last appeared in 1986…
I’m wondering, where is your Instagram, and where are our mutual friends?
Mine is set to private. We have no mutual friends.
Either you’re fake, or you’re going to kill me.
I’m really not a killer. There has to be a third option.
The third option is that you’re some weirdo Alt Right dude
So I mean..
Well, that’s getting slightly closer to the truth
I’m soooo mad
Are you or are you not a republican?
Well I’m not a “republican,” no
Oh my God
What does it matter? Seems clear to me we get along well enough. We could be holding hands at the zoo right now, and nobody would ever know the difference.
I wish. I absolutely love the zoo.
I don’t know if I want to date a guy who might or might not be Alt Right,
since I’m part Hispanic.
Hispanic is a bogus category. You don’t really even have mestizo features, so you’re probably mostly Spanish or Portuguese. You look huWhite to me. I’m not getting the vibe of an Aztec warrior princess ready to yank the beating heart from my chest on a sacrificial altar and offer it up to ye gods. I could be wrong though.
What if you are wrong?
I’ll be a heartless bastard.
Brandon Adamson is the author of Beatnik Fascism
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“Beatnik Fascism is a book of poems by Brandon Adamson that incorporates white identity, futurism and transhumanism. The theme of the book is that the race realists, identitarians and other assorted thought criminals are the curious and creative non-conformists of the post cold war, globalized era. It conveys through poetry the alienating experience we face in daily lives (even within pro-white movements) and throws around ideas about dealing with the challenges we face for the future.”