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.
1. Courtesy of![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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
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.