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Laura Marling – Rambling Man at Glastonbury
this darn thing won’t let me post two songs together
Laura Marling .. I could post eight or nineLaura Marling – Blues Run The Game
Tristen covering a Joni Mitchell song from her 1971 album Blue
– A Case of YouA reggae cover of the Beatles !
Prince Buster – All My LovingWu Fei is a virtuoso Chinese American composer, performer, and improviser from Beijing.
She performs on the Chinese guzheng, an ancient zither with twenty-one strings, as well as sings.A token Bloke
I was going to post the studio version because his voice is better there
but the live playing makes up for that and knowing your preferences here is
Billy Button for you, with love…..anyone named after that great Persian king, Xerxes deserves a listen
One for the mind
Two for the soul
Three for the body and the heart that knows, that knows
I’ll never ever let you goLady Lamb – Strange Maneuvers
Flannery O’Connor wrote her only poem in 1953 as she said in a letter
“The Poetry Society of Georgia is offering 50 bucks for one and I
thought I would bite … This is my first and last. I think it is a
filthy habit for a fiction writer to get into.”She had a passion for collecting chickens and the peacock was
the ultimate addition. In her short essay The King of The Birds
she wrote about the first arrival … “The peacock I bought had
nothing whatsoever in the way of a tail, but he carried himself
as if he not only had a train behind him but a retinue to attend it.”“The cock’s plumage requires two years to attain it’s pattern,
and for the rest of his life this chicken will act as though he
designed it himself. … a peachicken may live to be thirty-five –
he will have nothing better to do than manicure it, furl and unfurl it,
dance forward and backward with it spread, scream when it is
stepped upon and arch it carefully when he steps through a puddle.”A man selling fence posts got into conversation with her about
peacocks saying he had once eighty peafowl on his farm.
His elderly grandmother said “Either they go, or I go.”
“Who went ?” I asked
“We still got twenty of them in the freezer” he said.
“And how did they taste?”
“No better than any other chicken, but I’d a heap rather
eat them than hear them.”
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The Peacock Roosts
by Flannery O’ConnorThe clown-faced peacock
Dragging sixty suns
Barely looks west where
The single one
Goes down in fire.Bluer than a moon-side sky
The trigger head
Circles and backs.
The folded forest squats and flies
The ancient design is raised.Gripped oak cannot be moved.
This bird looks down
And settles, ready,
Now the leaves can start the wind
That combs these sunsHung all night in the gold-green silk wood
Or blown straight back until
The single one
Mounting the grey light
Will see the flying forest
Leave the tree and runAnd someone was reminded that
They ain’t called colored folks no more
I mean we try to be politically
Correct when we call names
But what’s the point of post-racial
When old prejudice remains?Drive By Truckers – What It Means
Posted with names with permission of Vanilla & Bobbi
Not sure about the vidjo but I am about the rest …
Alynda Segarra the singer and songwriter from Hurray For The Riff Raff
covers a Lucinda Williams song – Drunken AngelSun came up it was another day
And the sun went down
You were blown away
Why’d you let go of your guitar
Why’d you ever let it go that far
Drunken AngelReindeer were introduced to Alaska in the summer of 1891
from Siberia – 16 were procured by barter to feed the
Esquimo population as the whale was almost exterminated
and it was determined that the inhabitants should not be
fed at government expense. (Sheldon Jackson was the man
who organised the whole thing)Marianne Moore was a lifelong lover of animals which shows
throughout her work … William Carlos Williams, a friend
and poet wrote to her saying that the last line “hit between
the eyes like a bullet from space.” She replied Of course a
poet “sees things others never notice” and added “A bullet.
Who in the world would think it or take the trouble to write me.”I have to add that when you hand feed a Reindeer
it’s muzzle has the texture of the softest velvet
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Rigorists
by Marianne Moore“We saw reindeer
browsing,” a friend who’d been in Lapland, said:
“finding their own food; they are adaptedto scant reino
or pasture, yet they can run eleven
miles in fifty minutes; the feet spread whenthe snow is soft,
and act as snowshoes. They are rigorists,
however handsomely cutwork artistsof Lapland and
Siberia elaborate the trace
or saddle girth with sawtooth leather lace.One looked at us
with its firm face part brown, part white – a queen
of alpine flowers. Santa Claus’ reindeer, seenat last, had gray-
brown fur, with a neck like edelweiss or
lion’s foot-leontopodium moreexactly.” And
this candelabrum-headed ornament
for a place where ornaments are scarce, sentto Alaska,
was a gift preventing the extinction
of the Esquimo. The battle was wonby a quiet man,
Sheldon Jackson, evangel to that race
whose reprieve he read in the reindeer’s face. -
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