Robert Smith is fifty-two today.
I love The Cure. They sucked live. Whole bunch of air-guitared songs, though.
- On the above.
- One possible future.
- How, not if.
- The meaningless nation state.
- Four kinds of humans.
- Megan McArdle mocks you.
- I don't know whether Agi still reads this shitty blog, but this is for him.
- Did you know Washington DC has a professional soccer team?
- It's true, and tonight is the biggest game ever since the last biggest game ever until the next biggest game ever.
- 50 poetry blogs.
- Paradoxes of international literature.
- Swallowing the surface.
- Six stoner novels. The only one I haven't read is the Tolkien.
- RIP Gerald Smith.
- UPDATE! The entire new TV on the Radio album. Holyfuck.
- Six different ways.
- Fire in Cairo.
- A strange day.
- Charlotte sometimes.
- Seventeen seconds.
- Iggy Pop is 64 today:
LIKE A LION
Fallopian, estranged somehow,
forgetless against a backdrop of plain
sky, the limbs of the trees
fail, and rally. Everywhere
the kinds of patterns that
should be breakable, but by now it's
been this way, it seems, forever. The wind
strikes. The wind dies down. To amplify
what's true past recognition—never mind
the cost ... Hard to believe, though I
do believe it, that that's all
pleasure meant, once. Why not? Why
not be totally changed
into fire, as they used to say, I say
to no one. Cargo; rift; nostalgia; gold. I
fairly sway with my own aloneness, the only
half-blinding after all and, therefore,
not so unbearable flash of it, and the years
of my life, reducible to a shuddering
scant reflection in a body
of water nowhere visible, stir,
I've seen Iggy roll in glass and slurp fans' spit off his arm, but his appearance on American Idol is really creeping me out.
Happy B-day, Iggy.ReplyDelete
huh. i saw the Cure in '92, and thought they were fantastic. especially Smith's guitar work.ReplyDelete
I saw them six times, was disappointed by them all. I'll take the blame - I probably was expecting the same production quality of the albums, which I listened to constantly.ReplyDelete
Glad to see you've returned to the Fake theme at your place. Serendipitously, the word Kayfabe has begun appearing in my notebooks again.
the second Cure album (cassette!) i bought was Concert, a live recording from Killing An Arab era. lol. soooo good. don't get me wrong i liked the studio stuff too.ReplyDelete
The only one I've read is the Tolkien. I guess I make a subpar stoner.ReplyDelete
You do realize that the 3-0 is going to be followed up by a 0-3 this evening.
Heh, the last game was the 0-3. I'll be delirious with a 3-0 tonight! Thanks for crunking the jinx!ReplyDelete
I'm ashamed to admit that I've read all the stoner novels. I'm not ashamed to admit that I hate Raymond Carver.ReplyDelete
Nice to know one of my daughters shares a birthday with both Robert Smith and Iggy Pop. :-)ReplyDelete
The Fan Man is the ultimate stoner novel.ReplyDelete