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The first time I saw flowers I freaked
Today: we watched Derek Jarman's Jubilee (1977), a gorgeous cut-up flier of a film, and Talking Heads' Stop Making Sense (1984), the best concert movie ever. The book that ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rushthatspeaks brought me from the Strand was David Edmonds and John Eidinow's Wittgenstein's Poker: The Story of a Ten-Minute Argument Between Two Great Philosophers (2001), which is exactly as delightful as it sounds. We ran into nineweaving in Berryline. My immune system is doing its best to kill me, but otherwise I'm doing all right.
Nonetheless,teenybuffalo requested the angsty playlist, so this is as far as it had gotten:
Arcade Fire, "We Used to Wait"
I used to write letters
I used to sign my name
I used to sleep at night
Do Not Forsake Me Oh My Darling, "Episode 4: The Chimes of Big Ben"
'Cause they got their dogs
And they're at your heels
And I got my hands on whatever I can steal
Elvis Perkins in Dearland, "Shampoo"
Above me a perfect square of sky
The Mountain Goats, "This Year"
I am going to make it through this year if it kills me
PJ Harvey, "Big Exit"
Baby, baby, ain't it true
I'm immortal when I'm with you?
Placebo, "The Bitter End"
You shower me with lullabies
As you're walking away
The William Blakes & Spleen United, "Running Up That Hill"
Do you want to know how it feels?
Do you want to know that it doesn't hurt me?
Do you want to hear about the deal I'm making?
I still wish my immune system weren't trying to kill me, of course.
rushthatspeaks brought me from the Strand was David Edmonds and John Eidinow's Wittgenstein's Poker: The Story of a Ten-Minute Argument Between Two Great Philosophers (2001), which is exactly as delightful as it sounds. We ran into nineweaving in Berryline. My immune system is doing its best to kill me, but otherwise I'm doing all right.Nonetheless,
teenybuffalo requested the angsty playlist, so this is as far as it had gotten:Arcade Fire, "We Used to Wait"
I used to write letters
I used to sign my name
I used to sleep at night
Do Not Forsake Me Oh My Darling, "Episode 4: The Chimes of Big Ben"
'Cause they got their dogs
And they're at your heels
And I got my hands on whatever I can steal
Elvis Perkins in Dearland, "Shampoo"
Above me a perfect square of sky
The Mountain Goats, "This Year"
I am going to make it through this year if it kills me
PJ Harvey, "Big Exit"
Baby, baby, ain't it true
I'm immortal when I'm with you?
Placebo, "The Bitter End"
You shower me with lullabies
As you're walking away
The William Blakes & Spleen United, "Running Up That Hill"
Do you want to know how it feels?
Do you want to know that it doesn't hurt me?
Do you want to hear about the deal I'm making?
I still wish my immune system weren't trying to kill me, of course.
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It's all right; I'm not sure how many more I need.
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Ah, but are any of them you have settings of Irish-language modernist poetry? With lines like "Mo scornach slochta le slaghdán"*?
I can't now find the CD that's in question, but when I do find it, I'll send you the track.
*One of the things that annoys me most about Modern English is how unfriendly towards long runs of alliteration it is. I'm tossing translations round in my head that try to preserve some trace of that--"My throat stopped with a snot-cold"; "My throat throttled with a [something that equals a cold and starts with þ]"--and none of them really work.