Tag: Interactive
Watch “Mazzy Star ~ Into Dust With Lyrics” on YouTube
Watch “Portishead – Strangers” on YouTube
Watch “Two-Headed Boy Part 1 & 2 – Neutral Milk Hotel” on YouTube
This album can change your life. In An Aeroplane our the Sea. The Neutral Milk Hotel.
Freaky, mad genius and I adore it.
Watch “Concrete And Barbed Wire” on YouTube
Best contemporary Cajun Woman making folk country.
Watch “Rickie Lee Jones “Show Biz Kids” Steely Dan Cover” on YouTube
Don’t own rights.
Great version of that steely dan jam.
Ya’ll remember Rickie Lee Jones? … Ice was telling fortunes in the moonlight…
Watch “steely dan – show biz kids” on YouTube
Great guitar slidework.
And it’s Steely Dan. You know what inspired the band name, right?
Watch “The Kinks – Mr. Churchill Says” on YouTube
Ah, concept albums about world wars. Solid, heavy art stuff.
Featuring wails of klaxon and surprising amounts of historical context.
We gotta save our tin and all the garden gates and empty cans are gonna make us win…
Watch “Lou Reed – Sweet Jane from Rock n Roll Animal” on YouTube
dont own rights, but pay homage.
Not the usual version that gets play time
What an effing slick front man.
Watch “A Day In The Life” on YouTube
Don’t own rights, but pay homage
A dreamy song in multiple movements for a dreamy grey Seattle Sunday
Steppenwolf. Hermann Hesse. Notes from reread. Updates ongoing
A wolf of the Steppes that had lost it’s way and strayed into the towns and the life of the herd. p17
[Regarding Haller’s left behind manuscript] They are rather the deeply loved spiritual events which he has attempted to express by giving them the form of tangible experiences….I see them as a document of the times, for Haller’s sickness of the soul, as I now know, is not the eccentricity of a single individual, but the sickness of the times themselves, the neurosis of that generation to which Haller belongs……They are an attempt to present the sickness itself in its actual manifestation. p20-21
Human life is reduced to real suffering, to hell, only when two ages, two cultures and religions overlap…Now there are times when a whole generation is caught in this way between two ages, two modes of life and has no standard, no security, no simple acquiescence p22
I feel our contemporary world is existing between two ages and modes of life.
Those who remember before the internet and those who never lived in a world without the internet. Those who remember not having a cell phone. Those who learned cursive and those who didn’t.
I was in high school when our family ‘got internet.’ It was dialup and played very specific noises when connecting. I can still ‘sing’ those noises from memory. We would lose the connection if someone called our family landline. After one and a half hours, our connection would kick us off and we’d have to re-connect.
I remember high school research involving physical libraries.
At 35, I never wrote an academic paper without a word processor on a personal computer. In fact, I’m still in awe at my parents who did scholarly work without this benefit.
Watch “Joni Mitchell – Blue Motel Room” on YouTube
One great love song.
“The irony and obsessions of Cioran’s philosophy” (Marius Nica)………a new name to me.
Cheers to the author for this work.
Such an interesting and thoughtful piece on a writer and thinker.
The author discusses Romanian contemplator Emil Cioran and his relationship to atheism, skepticism, and mysticism.
Favorite quote from the author of this paper:
…..then that person has not really read Cioran. Perhaps they have leafed through some pages, read some ideas which they mirrored their own experiences into, their own projections on an existence which is impossible to transcend.
Favorite Cioran quotes included in this work:
If the difference between man and animal is the fact that the animal cannot be but animal, whereas the man can be inhuman, which is something other than himself-in this case I am unhuman.
My experiences became books, as if they had written themselves.
The writing is only valuable when it objectifies a feeling, because beyond the expression there is life, and beyond the form there is content.
Between the passion for ecstacy and the horror of the void the entire mysticism revolves.
Distend to extend to disabuse
This is why I stretch.
To disabuse my body of the notion that it is this way or that.
This is why I do not break.
This is why I walk, to disabuse myself of the notion I am a sedentary stone.
This is why I breath, to disabuse myself of the notion that life is pain.
There’s this face
It’s a face in my minds eye, that of a man.
A particular man, whose face I knew not until gravaty presented it.
The cheeks of older, the eyes of “I’m sure I know you from before”.
Effing idiot, you do not end sentences with prepositions.
Silly boy in need of correcting.
Sir, should you prefer.
I am Miss and I will shatter your soul to pieces of glad bliss.
Speak, won’t you?`
Lipsome venom
Benevolent disrespect with intent of disrming.
Shamefully disarming with easy kindness that makes man howl.
Gracious pain unexpected spurns blissful.
So breath deep in anticipation.
Silent sensory
Tell me I’m wrong and to stop my shameful wantoness.
No one will. They see it not or remain silent in want or delusion.
Squeak out or leap and jump til I’m dizzy.
I’m simple but elegant in my simplicity.
My intelligence is eerie and of touch.
To exploit is to ruin that sought.
So just show lovesome, desperate want.
Turning out
It must be taught, sometimes trained.
Only delicately forced, by choice.
Desire and drive, to a specific end.
That’s the pleasure of one. And the other who relents.
The absence thereof is the sorrow of another one.
Swelling into dew kissed morning wettness.
What can you do?
Disposition? Super proud of my handwriting
Such esoteria. I write my best to music and with limited awareness.
WTF does that even mean?
Glad for it on my end,
Verbal alchemy…
Shallow
hallow
hollow
wallow
Swallow
Wallows
Swollaw
Wollaw
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