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P.s.- This is actually 4 blogs rolled into 1... why? I don't really know. Some sort of strange urge to make it multi-dimensional caused me to lay it out this way, yet people seem to never realize that there is an index at the right which will take you to other interconnected pages. Feel free to explore and share with others!
Thursday, May 25, 2006
Just because...
Charles Mingus- The Black saint and The Sinner Lady
Carla Bley- Social Studies
Cafe Tecuba- Tiempo Transcurrido
XTC- Drums and Wires
Habib Koite and Bamada- Foley
Brazil Classics 3- Forro etc.
Shooglenifty- Solar Shears
Sonny Rollins- Silver City
Natraj- Meet Me Anywhere
Sufjan Stevens- Greetings From Michigan
Issa Bagayogo- Tassoumakan
Finjan- Crossing Selkirk Avenue
The Rough Guide to South African Gospel
Now aren't you really glad that you took the time to read this? Me too.
P.S. How in the world did I forget The Who's Quadrophenia and The Stone's Exile on Main Street?
Friday, February 03, 2006
The Isle Is Full of Noises
What if, tomorrow, after your coffee,
after your Wheaties, while you're buttoning your clothes—
a dove descends and inspects your chimney?
(What if it doesn't?) Expect nothing. Suppose.
after you've stashed every thing where it goes—
you see that your mirror's haloed in foxfire?
(What if it isn't?)
Expect nothing. Suppose.
after your cogitations, before your doze—
who should kiss you but a leftover virgin?
(What if she doesn't?)
Expect nothing. Suppose.
a ghost voice comes leap-frogging over the rows—
the voice says, "I love you." It's your father's.
(What if it isn't?)
Expect nothing. Suppose.
kite-caught, you quicken: you know what God knows-
the salt of your tears withers the sproutlings—
What if it doesn't?
Suppose. Suppose. Suppose.