Thursday 30 June 2011

Never.

"You must speak up to be heard, but sometimes you have to shut up to be appreciated".

Nothing Rhymes with Nothing: Deerhunter.

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True Grit {2010}.

Tuesday 28 June 2011

Honesty.

Note To Self:
When people start (or end) a sentence with the words "...if I'm being honest", then they're usually not being honest.

Art/Science.

Nothing Rhymes with Nothing: Cat Power.

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Better Late...

Shizo Kanakuri disappeared while running the marathon in the 1912 Summer Olympics in Stockholm. 
He was listed as a missing person in Sweden for 50 years — until a journalist found him living quietly in southern Japan.
Overcome with heat during the race, he had stopped at a garden party to drink juice, stayed for an hour or so, chatted to locals, washed his face, then took a train to a hotel before sailing home the next day, too ashamed to tell anyone he was leaving.
There’s a happy ending: 
In 1966 Kanakuri accepted an invitation to return to Stockholm and complete his run. 
His final time was 54 years, 8 months, 6 days, 8 hours, 32 minutes and 20.3 seconds — a record that will probably last forever.

SZ.

Monday 27 June 2011

Nothing Rhymes with Nothing: Gillian Welch and David Rawlings.

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I lost you a while ago
But still I don't know why
I can't say your name
Without a crow flying by
Gotta watch my back now
That you turned me around
Got me walking backwards
Into my hometown

Throw me a rope
On the rolling tide
What did you want me to be?
You said it's him or me
The way you made it
That's the way it will be

It was seven years on the burning shore
With gatling guns and paint
Working the lowlands door-to-door
Like a Latter Day Saint
Then you turn me out
At the top of the stairs
You took all the glory
That you just couldn't share

I've never been so disabused
Never been so mad
I've never been served anything
That tasted so bad
You might need a friend
Any day now, any day
Oh my brother, be careful
You are drifting away

Throw me a rope
On the rolling tide
What did you want me to be?
You said it's him or me
The way you made it
That's the way it will be

The way you made it
That's the way it will be 



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Lost.

Sunday 26 June 2011

Cyclist vs Pedestrian.


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Inspirational Dachshund.

Wan Sinister Prediction.

When James Dean introduced himself to Alec Guinness outside a restaurant, he asked him to take a look at his Porsche 550 Spyder.
Guinness thought the car appeared "sinister" and told Dean: "If you get in that car you will be found dead in it by this time next week."
This encounter took place on September 23, 1955.
Dean died on 30 September 1955 in an automobile crash.

You Are Free {2003}.

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Saturday 25 June 2011

Friday 24 June 2011

Poindexter Shoots (and Poindexter Scores).

'Ough.

I’m taught p-l-o-u-g-h
Shall be pronouncé “plow.”
“Zat’s easy w’en you know,” I say,
“Mon Anglais, I’ll get through!”
My teacher say zat in zat case,
O-u-g-h is “oo.”
And zen I laugh and say to him,
“Zees Anglais make me cough.”
He say, “Not ‘coo,’ but in zat word,
O-u-g-h is ‘off.’”
Oh, Sacre bleu! Such varied sounds
Of words makes me hiccough!
He say, “Again mon frien’ ees wrong;
O-u-g-h is ‘up’
In hiccough.” Zen I cry, “No more,
You make my t’roat feel rough.”
“Non, non!” he cry, “you are not right;
O-u-g-h is ‘uff.’”
I say, “I try to spik your words,
I cannot spik zem though.”
“In time you’ll learn, but now you’re wrong!
O-u-g-h is ‘owe.’”
“I’ll try no more, I s’all go mad,
I’ll drown me in ze lough!”
“But ere you drown yourself,” said he,
“O-u-g-h is ‘ock.’”
He taught no more, I held him fast,
And hit him wiz a rough!
– Charles Battell Loomis

Madness.

Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain {1994}.

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Thursday 23 June 2011

Contacts.

Note To Self:
Apply Deep Heat cream AFTER putting in contact lenses.

RT's.

Blood On The Tracks {1975}.

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Wednesday 22 June 2011

Lion, oh.

I Can Hear The Heart Beating As One {1997}.

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Tuesday 21 June 2011

Laughter.

Note To Self:
He who laughs last laughs slowest.

Pink Moon {1972}.

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Thursday 16 June 2011

Nothing Rhymes with Nothing: PJ Harvey.

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Thursday 2 June 2011

Nothing Rhymes with Nothing: Cat Power.

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There's a dream that I see, I pray it can be
Look cross the land, shake this land
A wish or a command
Dream that I see, don't kill it, it's free
You're just a man, you get what you can

We all do what we can
So we can do just one more thing
We can all be free
Maybe not in words
Maybe not with a look
But with your mind

Listen to me, don't walk that street
There's always an end to it
Come and be free, you know who I am
We're just living people

We won't have a thing
So we got nothing to lose
We can all be free
Maybe not with words
Maybe not with a look
But with your mind

You've got to choose a wish or command
At the turn of the tide, is withering thee
Remember one thing, the dream you can see
Pray to be, shake this land

We all do what we can
So we can do just one more thing
We won't have a thing
So we've got nothing to lose
We can all be free
Maybe not with words
Maybe not with a look
But with your mind




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Richie T.

Up, Up and Wahey!

'London' (Part 2).