m.i.a.
paper planes
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catch adrock and mike d selling that bling at the end?
hot fiya
April 13th, 2008 by
A Allen
e. e. cummings
April 13th, 2008 by
A Allen
just browsing some of cumming’s stuff and i came across this gem. maybe it’s just me and the state i’ve been in lately or maybe it’s just that this poem is entirely about sex…the car metaphor is great. i really enjoy cummings’ avant-garde style and amazing and artistic use of the english language. a lot of the stuff i have written is in a similar vein…perhaps because it’s easier to write without adhering to certain laws and forms or perhaps the style offers more room for creativity. anyway, below she being brand something cummings-esque i wrote back in high school.
she being brand
by
ee cummings
the legend of old gregg
April 8th, 2008 by
A Allen
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sailing to byzantium
March 27th, 2008 by
A Allen
a poem by yeats:
THAT is no country for old men. The young
In one another’s arms, birds in the trees
- Those dying generations – at their song,
The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas,
Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long
Whatever is begotten, born, and dies.
Caught in that sensual music all neglect
Monuments of unageing intellect.
An aged man is but a paltry thing,
A tattered coat upon a stick, unless
Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing
For every tatter in its mortal dress,
Nor is there singing school but studying
Monuments of its own magnificence;
And therefore I have sailed the seas and come
To the holy city of Byzantium.
O sages standing in God’s holy fire
As in the gold mosaic of a wall,
Come from the holy fire, perne in a gyre,
And be the singing-masters of my soul.
Consume my heart away; sick with desire
And fastened to a dying animal
It knows not what it is; and gather me
Into the artifice of eternity.
Once out of nature I shall never take
My bodily form from any natural thing,
But such a form as Grecian goldsmiths make
Of hammered gold and gold enamelling
To keep a drowsy Emperor awake;
Or set upon a golden bough to sing
To lords and ladies of Byzantium
Of what is past, or passing, or to come.
nick cave & the bad seeds
March 24th, 2008 by
A Allen
have i been living under a rock all these years…i mean, to be honest, i’d heard of this cat, but i just never KNEW. man, such good music and song writing. a sampling
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where the wild things are
March 19th, 2008 by
A Allen
[kml_flashembed movie="http://youtube.com/v/Sfa8Q7DxNYM" width="425" height="350" wmode="transparent" /]looking forward to this one. directed by spike jonze, a real creative type – i’m a huge fan of his work on all the classic beastie boys videos.
giuseppe ragazzini
March 14th, 2008 by
A Allen
see his work [ here ]
[kml_flashembed movie="http://youtube.com/v/MqOcqq_f0bM" width="425" height="350" wmode="transparent" /]an interesting video of the artist speed painting live to the music of capposela
every time i think i’ve heard it all
March 13th, 2008 by
A Allen
along comes a surprise. this time it’s arthur russell who sparks my love and passion for music. i came across this cat in xlr8r of all places – i was so disappointed in my subscription but now i suppose it’s paid off. here’s a brief quote from the article – please go out and discover arthur’s music for yourself. so good and it’s amazing how his sound seems so modern.

“a classically trained cellist from oskaloosa, iowa, russell moved to new york at age 21 in the early ’70s, and took the city’s avant-garde, rock, and disco scenes by storm. by day he was the music director at experimental art space the kitchen, at night he produced disco classics like ‘is it all over my face’ and ‘go bang’ under the names loose joints and dinosaur l.”
here are a couple of tracks to get you started:
you and me both
&
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amazing!
i love tokyo
March 12th, 2008 by
A Allen
[kml_flashembed movie="http://fr.youtube.com/v/aql0wgpVXzQ" width="425" height="350" wmode="transparent" /]short tokyo montage by Dorothée Perkins via jean touitou and the honeyee blog




