“True
love is like a sign from the heart; it teaches in a moment everything
one ought to say.” - Corneille
Mostly sneezes, reposts, thoughts, rantings, unedited nonsense, and favourite or interesting links and news and passages and quotes and engaging music and film, etc.. Don't expect to like it.
Thursday, February 28, 2019
Wednesday, February 27, 2019
Belinda Carlisle HOT Drug PSA R.A.D.
(Never mind she used cocaine for another twenty years after this....)
Monday, February 25, 2019
Commercial Flashback Friday - The Supremes "Things Go Better With Coke" ...
Am I the only one who notices something just a little 'off' in the way they deliver the ad, e.g. the nagging refraining, and the way-off tuning of the second song they did? SOMEONE or something was acting subversive!
Serres on the body
“The
body, as we know, is becoming more and more undifferentiated. Like
food, it is tending towards dedifferentiation: infantile, mammalian,
it is returning to its sweet, milky origins. Roly-poly behemoths
tumble out of their cars, stunted babies blown up to scale. America
is looking much younger these days.” Michel Serres, The Five
Senses, p. 185.
Sunday, February 24, 2019
advice for writers
One of the best insights into writing that I’ve ever received: take the people and situations you have known, and make them even worse.
Saturday, February 23, 2019
Friday, February 22, 2019
Thursday, February 21, 2019
MICHAEL CHAPMAN - FULLY QUALIFIED SURVIVOR [FULL ALBUM] 1970
Such a magical LP, with Ronson shining in support.
Wednesday, February 20, 2019
Coal: Last Week Tonight with John Oliver (HBO)
"The coal miner gets black-lung disease, his son gets it, then his son . If I had been the son of a coal miner, I would have left the damn mines. But most people don’t have the imagination–or whatever – to leave their mine. They don’t have 'it.'
'It' is an ability to become an entrepreneur, a great athlete, a great writer. You’re either born with it or you’re not. Ability can be honed, perfected or neglected. The day Jack Nicklaus came into this world, he had more innate ability to play golf than anybody else." - Donald Trump, Playboy interview
Rushdie on poetry
"A
poet's work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take
sides, start arguments, shape the world, and stop it going to sleep."
~ Salman Rushdie
Tuesday, February 19, 2019
Don't forget....
Don't ever forget,
that the least fascist
among fascists
also are
fascists.
- Roque Dalton
Saturday, February 16, 2019
Friday, February 15, 2019
Sartre on writing and freedom
"The
writer takes up the world as is, totally raw, stinking, and
quotidian, and presents it to free people on a foundation of
freedom... It is not enough to grant the writer the freedom to say
whatever he pleases! He must address a public that has the freedom to
change everything, which implies, beyond the suppression of social
classes, the abolition of all dictatorship, the perpetual renewal of
categories, and the continual reversal of every order, as soon as it
starts to ossify. In a word, literature is essentially the
subjectivity of a society in permanent revolution." Jean-Paul
Sartre, Qu'est-ce que la litterature? (Paris: Gallimard "Folio
Essais") 162-163.
Julian Barnes on Love
“The way I visualize it, or would dramatize it, is when you meet someone and fall in love with them, it's as if you are at opposite sides of the restaurant looking at one another. As you go on, you end up at one of those tables where you are sitting side by side, looking out at the world. But you are talking to one another about the world, and you have a whole bank of shared assumptions from previous conversations. So it does change, but the conversation must go on.” – Julian Barnes
Thursday, February 14, 2019
Wednesday, February 13, 2019
Alicante Poem by Jacques Prevert
Alicante Poem by Jacques Prevert - Poem Hunter
An orange upon the table
Your dress on the rug
And you in my bed
Sweet present of the present
Freshness of the night
Warmth of my life.
Your dress on the rug
And you in my bed
Sweet present of the present
Freshness of the night
Warmth of my life.
Tuesday, February 12, 2019
Sunday, February 10, 2019
Saturday, February 9, 2019
Thursday, February 7, 2019
from Yr Living All Over Me
POSTLUDE
Morning
is the Company
as
the shadow optioned will light
locomote
is to extend
And
she baulks all are tires
parking
lot in your bearded rot
where
the prince is a port
his
stringing linen a barrier to song
I
am all curls of a present paste
collapses
but a burning of the visible worm
the
heavy scowl fixes bone
This
is the billing to defeat
this
motion of the useless objects
tantamount
to rocks birds line
from Yr Living All Over Me
Passion
is a blemish in the message;
a
situation of substance. A verb
the
prepositions have drawn in. I would
not
like to suffer you shirts that zip. Lines
that
zip over the plays always button. Nonalignment pact
of
some ponder. Lilies that bloom in moon
passing
warm. A shade in the pool mirrors
a
bush. Another shot at what I got.
Evil
means: I will kill you even if
I
die doing it. Masochism means:
ore
body fortunate to be so light
in
salary, I'd be hopeless to win
my
temptation song. Or beautiful curves
as
the red eye shadows deepening rose.
From FIREDAYS, Book III
A
Suspect
As
a verb is
mostly
confrontation,
the
mind is mostly
production?
Fact?
(The
same life form
that
separates fragments
from
what I call
“correctness.”)
*
Loud,
parvenue
soles
of bleach
spilling
an orange
soil.
*
Basement
tapes.
“We'll
get it tomorrow.”
*
Would
we put down
a
paranormal loneliness?
No!
Though
we resemble
the
smooth functioning
of
a server,
made
over
Tuesday, February 5, 2019
Saturday, February 2, 2019
Babel on writing
Isaac
Babel: “A sentence is born both good and bad at the same time. The
whole secret lies in a barely perceptible twist. The control handle
must be warm in our hand. You must turn it only once, never twice [.
. .] No steel can pierce a heart so easily as a period planted in the
right place.”
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