Triumphant McGillicuddy was named for his grandfather who was born in county Offaly, Ireland, on the same day* that Eamon deValera proclaimed the triumph of the Poet’s Rebellion, aka the Easter Rising of 1916, which sought an end to British rule on Ireland. Over time, his friends winnowed and hacked his name down to Trumpfish, to his gradually receding annoyance.
In truth, dropping the ‘i’ to go from Triumph to trumph, losing the i, made him feel righteously ego-free, that maleable his mind. He decided to claim his nickname by going with a little t big R spelling and changing the f to ph (no offense meant to the jam band) because phishing is emblematic of the general deceptive aspect current in the ubiquitous digital realm, which shares an odor with White House emanations.
He and Factotum, a regional open-mic artist, underwritten by a dwindling family trust fund, whose maternal grandmother was a descendant of Stockbridge Mohicans, team up here to present songs, poems, and notes expressing a variety of concerns in humorous fashion by pairing the various outrages and satori with reflections on a panoply of American virtues, values, and vagaries.
This art project addresses nobody, it presumes no audience but the aether, that which William Carlos Williams may have meant by “the imagination” in Spring and All.
Proper names appear here as historical markers instead of as indictments or laurel leafs. We work our knuckles to the bone to be fair and unqualified in our love, and so far, knock wood, each time we’ve fallen below our often unsaid lofty aims, we’ve gotten right back on our used ten speed.
Thanks to the medium, we’re subject to rapid, random evolution.
*Precise date subject to debate!