You'll never find me in a solid state
The defining feature of this week has been massive fatigue. I ran out of honey and tried sweetening my goat's milk with condensed coconut milk and the results were less distinctive than I had expected. After three months of drought, it's finally, steadily raining, rattling on the windows like ice. Have a couple of links.
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spatch: Art of Noise, "Opus 4" (1986), on account of November.
2. I had never heard of this band before the impressively deadpan tryhard Western of this video: Viagra Boys, "Punk Rock Loser" (2022).
3. No person should look good in a Christmas plaid mac, but then there's Harriet Walter.
The one part of Susan Cooper's Seaward (1983) with which I really disagree is the unwishing of the selkie skin from Cally's hands. It feels of a piece with refusing the Summer Country, like Eilonwy's bauble winking out, but I would have taken that sea-longing back into the mortal world with me.
1. Courtesy of
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2. I had never heard of this band before the impressively deadpan tryhard Western of this video: Viagra Boys, "Punk Rock Loser" (2022).
3. No person should look good in a Christmas plaid mac, but then there's Harriet Walter.
The one part of Susan Cooper's Seaward (1983) with which I really disagree is the unwishing of the selkie skin from Cally's hands. It feels of a piece with refusing the Summer Country, like Eilonwy's bauble winking out, but I would have taken that sea-longing back into the mortal world with me.
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I would have taken that sea-longing back into the mortal world with me
--Of course. And while it's a story beat to close doors and say a thing is finished, I feel like our lived reality is that nothing is ever really gone completely (especially something as integral to a person as sea-longing). The tendrils of any thing just extend and extend on with us.
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You're welcome! I was so charmed by it.
--Of course. And while it's a story beat to close doors and say a thing is finished, I feel like our lived reality is that nothing is ever really gone completely (especially something as integral to a person as sea-longing). The tendrils of any thing just extend and extend on with us.
That way of thinking of it feels so much more true to me than the foreclosure of the narrative trope. I was talking last night with
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It's on Kanopy right now!
(I also want to see it again. I saw it for the first and so far only time with
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I do hate it when those things happen in fantasy! I loved Seaward but only ever got to read it once many many years ago so I can't recall specifics as to that part, but your mention of Eilonwy's bauble winking out hurt me somewhere in my past heart right off.
(I used to re-read everything I loved from the library over and over in those days, but they must have passed Seaward on or withdrawn it or something, so it's very vague and blurry but deeply positive in my mind.)
Harriet Walter clearly can carry off anything and is out to prove it, heh! (And did we doubt it? XD)
*hugs* I thought it must have been a bad/busy week or something, because you were quite a bit quieter.
I think I have heard of Viagra Boys but I have no idea how or why or where. I suppose it is a name one would remember.
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I am reconciled to it within the doikayt of the ending, but emotionally, come on.
(I used to re-read everything I loved from the library over and over in those days, but they must have passed Seaward on or withdrawn it or something, so it's very vague and blurry but deeply positive in my mind.)
It has the feel of a dream or a myth even while reading. It was the thing I remembered most strongly about it for years even when I had only scraps of the plot in memory. The Dark Is Rising Sequence goes in and out of that iconic mode, but Seaward the whole book's in it, which should be unsustainable and just works.
Harriet Walter clearly can carry off anything and is out to prove it, heh! (And did we doubt it? XD)
Not for a minute!
I thought it must have been a bad/busy week or something, because you were quite a bit quieter.
*hugs*
I've been falling asleep in the evenings. I feel like someone sponged my brain off and I wish it would come back.
I think I have heard of Viagra Boys but I have no idea how or why or where. I suppose it is a name one would remember.
It got my attention!
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Exactly!
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I'm glad about the video! I'm still very impressed about her.
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She is so amazing in all ways. I hope I have not mentioned too often the immense good luck I had long ago to see her perform the lead in The Duchess of Malfi at The Pit, in the Barbican, in London. We were in the second row -- the theater only seats a hundred and sixty-four people to begin with. We might have been too close. It was utterly wrenching. Even that close, she was the Duchess to perfection, unwaveringly.
P.
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I don't think you have ever mentioned it. She must have been like being too close to fire.
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I'm glad!