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something to be desired: May 2015
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Something to be desired. An anti-blog, like anti-matter, or the undead, or the unconscious. On Watching "The Walking Dead" III. Links to this post. On The Royal Opera House, Covent Garden Mahagonny. Michael White, writing in the NYTimes on March 13. Had one entirely accurate thing to say about the new Royal Opera House, Covent Garden production, in English, of Kurt Weill's masterpiece, The Rise and Fall of the City of Mahagonny. Aufstieg und Fall der Stadt Mahagonny. Links to this post. I'll try to be ni...
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something to be desired: April 2015
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Something to be desired. An anti-blog, like anti-matter, or the undead, or the unconscious. On Watching "The Walking Dead" II. This image is a metaphor for the show. As such. The dream-like nature of the moment did not prevent me from weeping. They measure you by what they can take from you. By how they can use you to live. One's ability to create meaning is core to this metaphor, not as the problem of not creating meaning- a problem we don't have- but out of the necessity and the endless human imperativ...
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something to be desired: The Night City
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Something to be desired. An anti-blog, like anti-matter, or the undead, or the unconscious. The Night City girds,. It blooms, itself. The Night City knows. The Night City worries about you. The Night City expands. The Night City is tall. You are not tall. Are you you or. The Night City doesn't care. Against your skin and mind. The Night City has no mind. The Night City blooms,. It leans, it watches, it knows. The Night City burns. L Steve Schmersal, The Night City. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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something to be desired: July 2014
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Something to be desired. An anti-blog, like anti-matter, or the undead, or the unconscious. It is raining in Ohio. It wasn't supposed to, but it is. And one can't help thinking of that beautiful lyric, ascribed to Cocteau- can one? So implausibly in German, which I quote, now, from memory in Kurt Weill's melancholy-sweet Lied. Ich frage nichts;. Ich darf nicht fragen. Denn du hast mir gesagt, Frage nicht. Aber kaum, höre ich deinen Wagen,. Denke ich, Sagen, oder nicht sagen? Er hat alles auf dem Gesicht.
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something to be desired: Top Car, Freeze Car, Fremont, OH
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Something to be desired. An anti-blog, like anti-matter, or the undead, or the unconscious. Top Car, Freeze Car, Fremont, OH. Top Car, Freeze Car, Fremont, OH. We ran up the hill. Car from the top:. We all must race down;. Car from the bottom:. Top car: freeze car. At the top of the. Hill lay an unused. Rail track; the bottom:. Gramma's house, but. Also beyond. The boundaries. Moved The Elders often. The ghost of my. Year-old self yells, "Run,. Run, you motherfuckers! They don't know any. And go direct to.
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something to be desired: August 2014
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Something to be desired. An anti-blog, like anti-matter, or the undead, or the unconscious. Watching this delightful BBC documentary on Kate Bush today, Running Up that Hill. Oh, you're real, too! Oh You're real, too. Links to this post. I never do this. What's So Bad About Late Capitalism? The New York Times. Read the whole NYT piece here. Links to this post. SUSPICION: Warhol-Hopper-Lynchian Series of Garage, Driveway, and Grass. Reader. This is a true story. I said something like, "HOLY SHIT! I pulled...
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something to be desired: September 2014
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Something to be desired. An anti-blog, like anti-matter, or the undead, or the unconscious. It's the End of the World as We Know It: I Think I Thought You Were Someone Else. Should we talk about the weather? Should we talk about the government? REM, "Pop Song 89," GREEN. I am a child of the 60s, 70s, 80s, and 90s. It sounds like the call sign for junk, pop radio, doesn't it? Peoplesclimate, #peoplesclimatemarch, #climatechange, #globalwarming. Links to this post. On Kate Bush 2: You're the One. Which one...
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something to be desired: May 2014
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Something to be desired. An anti-blog, like anti-matter, or the undead, or the unconscious. He Gets Up In the Mornings. He gets up in the mornings. And he tries to find a way. To make the day get going- the. Day get going within the day. He puts on yesterday's shirt and. Yesterday's socks, yesterday's. Trousers and yesterday's shoes. He puts them on so he does something,. Then he puts on yesterday's news. The day, it happens anyway,. Even when he stays in bed,. To make something happen in his head. I hav...
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something to be desired: October 2014
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Something to be desired. An anti-blog, like anti-matter, or the undead, or the unconscious. The Shelmstress Poems II. Coolidge Shelmstress writes in his introduction to Great Book of Bad Poems. I have learned, I. I have learned, I. Have found, that I. Live in a world. Love; a World of. Thought, in with whose. Contact which, my. Yet I live in. That World of Thought,. Which, if I should. Lose it, I should. Lose My Self; a. In their world, I. Would live in a. World, where My Life's. Work, My Life's worth,.
