And she knows when we'll go to our graves and how we shall be born
Having been fed to eleven-year-old satiety on sushi and udon and tempura, the triplets were settled with my niece's birthday DVD of My Neighbor Totoro (1988) and her new squishmallows, a seal wearing earmuffs and a quilted jacket and a sort of grey-and-white body pillow of a cat instantly identified with the Catbus. Neither of the twins had seen the movie before and asked interested questions throughout. Cupcakes with pink almond icing and strawberry sugar were served halfway through. We struck out on the Geminids, possibly due to the brilliance of the full moon, possibly due to the still early hour, but Mars and Jupiter were particularly distinct and Orion was doing great sky-striding. The last meteor shower of the year is the Ursids, apparently, peaking on the winter solstice.
Other than my niece's birthday observed, and the movie which I went to see in theaters, it has been a pretty awful week. I did get a nice photograph of the McGrath Highway Bridge, otherwise known in this household as the Easter bridge, returning from a dentist's appointment in a fog so thick that all the red lights of the motionless traffic turned the evening overcast interplanetary colors.
I take the point of this post and its associated article about how super-gendered as well as cultily dangerous cheerleading has become over functionally the course of my lifetime, but I also flashed on the baton-twirling scene in A Face in the Crowd (1957).
Detectorists (2014–2022) has had a wonderful sense of deep time since its first season, and I enjoyed immensely that it actually did an antiquarian ghost story for Christmas, but I really appreciate the hauntological plunge the third season just took in the form of the Unthanks' "Magpie."
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ashlyme: Cobalt Chapel, "We Come Willingly" (2017), by people who do sound as though they like Broadcast and the Focus Group, as fortunately do I.
Other than my niece's birthday observed, and the movie which I went to see in theaters, it has been a pretty awful week. I did get a nice photograph of the McGrath Highway Bridge, otherwise known in this household as the Easter bridge, returning from a dentist's appointment in a fog so thick that all the red lights of the motionless traffic turned the evening overcast interplanetary colors.
I take the point of this post and its associated article about how super-gendered as well as cultily dangerous cheerleading has become over functionally the course of my lifetime, but I also flashed on the baton-twirling scene in A Face in the Crowd (1957).
Detectorists (2014–2022) has had a wonderful sense of deep time since its first season, and I enjoyed immensely that it actually did an antiquarian ghost story for Christmas, but I really appreciate the hauntological plunge the third season just took in the form of the Unthanks' "Magpie."
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ashlyme: Cobalt Chapel, "We Come Willingly" (2017), by people who do sound as though they like Broadcast and the Focus Group, as fortunately do I.
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Detectorists (2014–2022) has had a wonderful sense of deep time since its first season, and I enjoyed immensely that it actually did an antiquarian ghost story for Christmas, but I really appreciate the hauntological plunge the third season just took in the form of the Unthanks' "Magpie."
Ah, you got there! I had to link to that here as well after I saw it. It really is the best bit, which is not to downplay the rest of it on either side, but the whole sequence is just beautiful and shivery and the song is perfect.
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I gripped
Elsewhere on the archaeological front, my father strongly recommended that I see The Dig (2021), which in fact barring some small arguments with subplots I loved, and it may have been contractually obligated to contain Johnny Flynn: I was just surprised Robert Macfarlane hadn't had anything to do with it. I would like to write about it, given brain and time.
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my father strongly recommended that I see The Dig (2021), which in fact barring some small arguments with subplots I loved
That does sound like one to watch out for!
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'Devil, devil, I defy thee'...........
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It's used beautifully on the show.
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Detectorists was wonderful--we saw it up through I think the ghost story, but I don't know that we knew there was a third season. I should check!
Mars and Jupiter really are fantastic right now.
ETA: Back after seeing the song "Magpie." I literally shivered. How beautifully that's done. The way the trees fall back to show time shifting. The voices. The shots of the magpies. Whoa, just all of it.
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Like a documentary: how it happened here. It's a deservedly classic movie, although I was uncertain about its moral when I saw it for the first time in 2007 and now it might just depress me.
Detectorists was wonderful--we saw it up through I think the ghost story, but I don't know that we knew there was a third season. I should check!
There is a third season and a second Christmas special! We have been watching it on Acorn TV, but it looks as though everything except the second Christmas special is available on Tubi.
Mars and Jupiter really are fantastic right now.
I love how cold it has become so that the colors of the stars become clear.
ETA: Back after seeing the song "Magpie." I literally shivered. How beautifully that's done. The way the trees fall back to show time shifting. The voices. The shots of the magpies. Whoa, just all of it.
The show has always been about seeing that kind of time in the land, but always in people's heads, in conversation, in cropmarks, and all of a sudden there it is. I loved it.
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Thank you for the viewing options for Detectorists, though!
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You're welcome!
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(aaagh)
It’s interesting being up to one’s considerable rump in folk magic that does not invoke or defy the Devil because we have a couple more-specific questions and in the meantime a full buffet of ghosts and demons and small household spirits and genius loci.
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"When the feldsher says, 'Oh, what is it this time?' is it considered a good sign?" —An-sky's Ethnographic Program, probably
(I wondered what Nathaniel Deutsch had done most recently and the answer seems to have been ethnographically investigate the neighborhood where my grandfather, pre-Satmar, grew up.)
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It’s deeply ironic to me that I must be the most fancified, fussyfrock, college-diction feldsher ever to steep an herb, thereby providing your bloodline endless chances to rotissomat-turn in their peaceful graves. The whole point of the tradition is to be quick and crookedy and have no chill and here I am with SPELLING COUNTS. (Do you get magpies in Podolia?)
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(That probably is healthier for for you to eat than a whole lot of black-hat dudes.)
It’s deeply ironic to me that I must be the most fancified, fussyfrock, college-diction feldsher ever to steep an herb, thereby providing your bloodline endless chances to rotissomat-turn in their peaceful graves. The whole point of the tradition is to be quick and crookedy and have no chill and here I am with SPELLING COUNTS.
*hugs*
(Do you get magpies in Podolia?)
It looks like we do! Соро́ка in Ukrainian, whence סאָראָקע af Yidish.
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They're all across the continent. I'm really charmed by the subspecies that hangs out on the Kamchatka Peninsula. But you get straight-up Pica pica pica in the Pale proper, plus anything west.
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Added to my catalogue of witch songs.
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https://youtu.be/DAT6ZAFfAss?feature=shared
Re: baton
Potentially confused by the music and the T-shirt, but I should like to think as impressed as I was, especially by the point even before the juggling where as far as I can tell he was twirling off his elbows.
[edit] I didn't recognize most of his music, but I have the Cirque du Soleil CD which he excerpted for the lights-out bit. It's one of two my family has used as Christmas music for decades, often for decorating the tree.
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*hugs*
Thank you!
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heartly concurs
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*hugs*