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e_o_i
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Lana del Rey, "Ride":
"I'm trying hard not to get into trouble
but I've got a war in my mind."
First thought: World_War_1? Everybody's_attacking_Belgium. Or it's the trivial-but-oh-so-frustrating struggle NOT to be always_behind (partly about what we hope isn't World_War_3).
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220328
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raze
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this chunk of "cool knife bro" by crywank (which is not at all the kind of song you'd expect it to be with a title and a band name like that):
"i dig and dig
dig out my brain
with primordial soup spoon
phantasmagoric memories
are slowly detuned
and endlessly i rewrite
all my histories of you
unstable causality
breathes into tapestries untrue
and soon, unsure, the guilt i feel
just comes from my disposition
if these proppian dichotomies
are just my own rendition
some days i feel the hero
other days i feel the villain
perhaps we both are mutually
instigator and the victim
i want to think so fickle
and live just aesthetic life
because this self-analysis
it cuts through me like a knife
it slices so mathematically
into these perfect halves
and the binaries of thinking
can tear my head apart"
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220329
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tender_square
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yes, it's friday and i have more time on my hands than usual, but there's always things to do on the mental checklist, and i doubt i'll be able to keep still for very long. caught myself singing pavement a few moments ago:
"i want a range life
if i could settle down
if i could settle down
then i would settle down"
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220401
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tender_square_as_jack_white
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inspired by e_o_i's latest translation:
"i'm gonna fight 'em all
a golden_donkey_army couldn't hold me back"
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220403
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raze
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from the talking heads song "this must be the place (naive melody)":
"home
is where i want to be
but i guess i'm already there
i come home
she lifted up her wings
i guess that this must be the place
i can't tell one from the other
did i find you or you find me?
there was a time
before we were born
if someone asks
this is where i'll be"
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220504
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raze
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from gord downie's "wolf's home":
"i didn't run
i didn't vanish when i was afraid
i never asked, 'how many out there?'
i only asked, 'where are they?'"
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220610
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tender_square
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(from the pretenders "show me")
you with your angel face
keep the despair at bay
send it away, and
show me the meaning of the word
show me the meaning of the word
'cause i've heard so much about it
i don't want to live without it
i don't want to live without it
oh, i want love
i want love
i want love
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220620
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tender_square
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(from angel olsen's "ghost_on" [thanks, nr, for reminding me i needed to listen to this record])
"and i don't know if you can love
someone stronger than what suits you
and i can't fit into the past
that you're used to, i refuse to
i don't know if you can take
such a good thing coming to you"
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220621
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tender_square
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from johnny_west's "molly, go home":
"time is never on your side; she just laughs at you and says, 'why you taking so long, taking so long to fail?'"
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220627
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tender_square
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from johnny_west, "feckless":
"the truth has a very strange smell to it, a cross between cabbage and watermelon."
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220707
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raze
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from "mother of violence" (a peter_gabriel song, with lyrics penned by his wife jill):
"mouth all dry
eyes bloodshot
data stored in microdot
kicking the cloud
with my moccasin shoes
tv dinner
tv news
ah, 'cause fear
fear, she's the mother of violence
don't make any sense
to watch the way she breed
fear, she's the mother of violence
making me tense
to watch the way she feed
the only way you know she's there
is the subtle flavour in the air
getting hard to breathe
hard to believe
in anything at all
but fear"
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220802
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raze
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from "full colour dream", by chris staples:
"in a full colour dream
you were there
and you followed me up a golden stair
we ceremonially kissed
i territorially pissed
on everything that i could find
like i could somehow stop time
and i remember the things
that never happened
and i've forgotten all the things
that clearly did
the warm summer rays
cooked our skin for days
we fell asleep under shade
oh lord, we had it made
the earth will spin beneath your feet
your shadow stretches down the street
calendar pages fly
ten thousand crows will take the sky
i woke up and burned a picture
you woke up and swept away the ash
now we pass along the road like
perfect strangers
nodding to each other rightly
turning from each other slightly
the earth will spin beneath your feet
your shadow stretches down the street
calendar pages fly
ten thousand crows will take the sky"
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220811
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raze
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the entirety of "ripple", by the grateful dead:
"if my words did glow
with the gold of sunshine
and my tunes were played
on the harp unstrung
would you hear my voice
come through the music?
would you hold it near
as it were your own?
it's a hand_me_down
the thoughts are broken
perhaps
they're better
left unsung
i don't know
don't really care
let there be songs
to fill the air
ripple in still water
when there is no pebble tossed
nor wind to blow
reach out your hand
if your cup be empty
if your cup is full
may it be again
let it be known
there is a fountain
that was not made
by the hands of men
there is a road
no simple highway
between the dawn
and the dark of night
and if you go
no one may follow
that path is for
your steps alone
ripple in still water
when there is no pebble tossed
nor wind to blow
you who choose
to lead must follow
but if you fall
you fall alone
if you should stand
then who's to guide you?
if i knew the way
i would take you home"
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221027
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raze
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this bit from U2's "the fly":
"every artist is a cannibal
every poet is a thief
all kill their inspiration
and sing about the grief"
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230408
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raze
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from leonard_cohen:
"now, the angel's got a fiddle
the devil's got a harp
every soul is like a minnow
every mind is like a shark
may have broken every window
but the house
the house is dark
i care
but very little
what happens to the heart"
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230506
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from paul westerberg's "boring enormous":
"our coffee laughs at us
every morning
we always laugh
at the choices we've made
and ask ourselves
how did it get so early?"
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230706
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raze
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from david sylvian's "orpheus":
"i wrestle with
an outlook on life
that shifts between darkness
and shadowy light"
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230901
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from "skeletons" by rickie lee jones:
"some kids like watching
saturday cartoons
some girls listen to records
all day in their rooms
but what do birds leave behind
of the wings that they came with
if a son's in a tree
building model planes?"
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230906
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from "little drop of poison" by tom_waits:
"did the devil make the world
while god was sleeping?"
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230911
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from "no time this time" by the police:
"if i could
i'd slow the whole world down
i'd bring it to its knees
i'd stop it spinning round
but as it is
i'm climbing up an endless wall"
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230927
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from bruce cockburn's "lovers in a dangerous time":
"don't the hours grow shorter
as the days go by?
we never get to stop
and open our eyes
one minute you're waiting
for the sky to fall
and next you're dazzled
by the beauty of it all"
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231007
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from "eliza (a day for every hour)" by mountaineer:
"you picked me up at hungry
and you set me down at cold
and i know that you're still driving
from the things that i've been told
you gave me medication
to ease my pain
you gave me a taste of magic
and sent me back into the rain"
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231027
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from "how come you never go there?" by feist:
"our love is not the light it was
when i walk inside the dark i'm calm
where we look for where we went
it's only echoes in the melody
how come you never go there?
how come i'm so alone there?"
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231030
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raze
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from "one of the best ones" (bruce cockburn again):
"there are eight million mysteries
in the naked body
can't even sight
on some distant horizon
like the nine billion names of god
don't bring you any closer
to anyone you can simply set eyes on"
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240917
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words from "ruby_tuesday" that only just struck me for the first time today:
"dying all the time
lose your dreams
and you will lose your mind
ain't life unkind?"
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241017
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harry nilsson, decades ahead of his time (as usual) in "driving along":
"driving along
you can see all the people
who seem to have nothing
to say to each other
each day they grow farther
and farther away from each other
driving along
you can spot all the problems
on faces so tired
of facing each other
each day they grow farther
and farther away from each other"
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241218
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