That's my left big toe - it looks worse than it feels unless I kick a wall with it. Was crossing a creek on Saturday's hike, slipped on a wet rock, jammed the toe against a second. I'd rather take off my shoe and kick a wall with that toe than clusterfuck today. Friday my swag package for donating to WFMU last Winter arrived, I asked for nothing but music, thirteen discs in all. Each is prepared by one of the DJs just to be Marathon swag (and many DJ discs - from both current and former DJs - are still available, it's fun to pick). I'll post a song from each, most below the fold, and in no particular order other than how they were shuffled when I took them out of the mailing package. This is from Jeffrey Davidson's CD, Small Wonder:
- Alright, one clusterfuck link. Kicks wall with shoeless toe.
- Everyone has the issue that jabs him or her to blind rage at his or her powerlessness before the motherfuckers of the world, mine is....
- Killing us while we're sleeping. Kicks wall with shoeless toe.
- Repetition and death in the colony. Kicks wall with shoeless toe.
- Copyrighting cartography with fictional places.
- Sweet Dreams Maisy versus Global Warning's Terrifying New Math.
- Chel$ki and Special One to reunite with Drogba. Lordy, I hope Chel$ki smoke Premiership, clinch by March. Yes, me.
- Malevich.
- Silliman's always generous litlinks.
- New Lisa Robertson book of poetry this September!
- Throwaway almost genius bullshit!
- Tuxedomoon.
- The song below the poem is from Dan Bodah's Head Cleaner for Supportive Listeners, this song immediately below from Irwin's 2014 disc.
[as freedom is a breakfastfood]
E.E. Cummings
as freedom is a breakfastfood
or truth can live with right and wrong
or molehills are from mountains made
—long enough and just so long
will being pay the rent of seem
and genius please the talentgang
and water most encourage flame
as hatracks into peachtrees grow
or hopes dance best on bald men’s hair
and every finger is a toe
and any courage is a fear
—long enough and just so long
will the impure think all things pure
and hornets wail by children stung
or as the seeing are the blind
and robins never welcome spring
nor flatfolk prove their world is round
nor dingsters die at break of dong
and common’s rare and millstones float
—long enough and just so long
tomorrow will not be too late
worms are the words but joy’s the voice
down shall go which and up come who
breasts will be breasts thighs will be thighs
deeds cannot dream what dreams can do
—time is a tree(this life one leaf)
but love is the sky and i am for you
just so long and long enough
- This from Evan Funk Davies' Starting with the 70s vol.3:
- Bryce, whose Friday show is my favorite three hours of radio each week (have I mentioned this?) hasn't done a disc since 2009, I picked it up. It is of course sleeveless and of course the tracks can't be identified by the CD reader, so I've gone back to his 2009 playlists and picked something I especially like.
- More from Bodah, whose Airborne Event Monday evening is what my Tuesday morning sounds like, this from his 2011 The Hissing of Chrome Snakes disc:
- From Faye's What's the Point of Being Good? disc:
- From Mary Wing's The Ladies of the Year disc
- From Thomas Storck's Love Is a Launderette, taken from UK cassettes 1979 - 1985. It's not the Dogma Cats' song he picked, but it's the one I found and what suffices for my religion requires I post it:
- From Stan's Destination Saturn:
- From Fabio's Enlightenment Through Failure:
- From Bethany Ryker's Locomotion:
- From Dave Mandl's Hippies:
- Oh, new Wire Tapper came in mail same day, because I love you, even those of you who didn't click below the fold, but especially for the three of you who did, thanks. Wait, I couldn't find anything on youtube, these are all too new. Have an older Hiorthey:
Ouch! Just the thing to start my Monday morning and indeed my week: that toe. Thanks for that.
ReplyDeleteRedeemed somewhat by the robust slumgullion of let's call them 'tunes' from what's still the best radio station in the world.
Oh, and if it hurts, stop kicking the goddam wall!
Would as well like to see the Chelseas and Arsenals in the hunt instead of the Liverpools and Manchesters.
"Oh, and if it hurts, stop kicking the goddam wall!"
DeleteMaybe it feels REALLY good when he stops.
The walls won't kick themselves, Jim H.
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