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Wednesday 5 December 2012
Tuesday 4 December 2012
Sunday 25 November 2012
Sunday 7 October 2012
Friday 5 October 2012
Thursday 4 October 2012
Tuesday 2 October 2012
Tuesday 18 September 2012
Monday 17 September 2012
This Be the Verse by Philip Larkin (read by Larkin)
They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.
But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern
And half at one another’s throats.
Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
And don’t have any kids yourself.
From High Windows (1974)
Wednesday 12 September 2012
Wednesday 5 September 2012
Johnny Flynn - The Wrote And The Writ
They're taking pictures of the man from God
I hope his cassock's clean
The burden of being our holy fellas
Your halo'd better gleam, better gleam
What of all those wayward priests?
The ones who like to drink
Do you suppose they'd swap their blood for wine
Like you swapped yours for ink, for ink
You wrote me oh so many letters
And all of them seemed true
Promises look good on paper
Especially from you, from you
The weight of all those willing words
I carried all alone
You wouldn't put your pen to bed
When we hadn't found our own, our own
Your sentences rose high at night
And circled round my head
The circle's since been broken
Like the priest before me is breaking bread
I'm being asked to drink the blood of Christ
And soon I'll eat his flesh
I'm alone again before the altar
Shedding all my old regrets
The last of which I'll tell you now
As it flies down the sink
I never knew a part of you
You didn't set in ink, in ink
The letters that you left behind
No longer shall I read
Your blood's between the pages
And I can't stand to see you bleed
And I'll soon forget what was never there
Your words are ash and dust
All that's left is the song I've sung
The breath I've taken and the one I must
If you're born with a love for the wrote and the writ
People of letters your warning stands clear
Pay heed to your heart and not to your wit
Don't say in a letter what you can't in my ear.
Thursday 30 August 2012
Monday 27 August 2012
Saturday 18 August 2012
A Night Like This - Smashing Pumpkins cover
Smashing Pumpkins - A Night Like This from m smith on Vimeo.
Say goodbye on a night like this
If it's the last thing we ever do
You never looked as lost as this
Sometimes it doesn't even look like you
It goes dark
It goes darker, still, please stay
But I watch you like I'm made of stone
As you walk away
I'm coming to find you if it takes me all night
A witch hunt for another girl
For always and ever is always for you
Your trust, the most gorgeously stupid thing I ever cut in the world
Say hello on a day like today
Say it everytime you move
The way that you look at me now
Makes me wish I was you
It goes deep
It goes deeper still this touch
And the smile and the shake of your head
And the smile and the shake of your head
I'm coming to find you if it takes me all night
Can't stand here like this anymore
For always and ever is always for you
I want it to be perfect like before
Oh, I want to change it all
Oh, I want to change
I'm coming to find you if it takes me all night
Can't stand here like this anymore
For always and ever is always for you
I want it to be perfect like before
Oh, I want to change it all
Oh, I want to change
Oh, I want to change it all
Oh, I want to change
Medellia of the Gray Skies - The Smashing Pumpkins - Live in Chicago
You're an empty promise, you're an easy chairYou're the Gods forces struck down somewhere
You're a secret noticed, you're a mystery skyYou're a wish floated up to the night
Medellia of my eyes, you're the emptiness of IYou're the reason that I writeAnd if you say you will, I will love you stillAnd if I could, I'd throw away this worldI'd dress you all in pearlsI'd give you what you wanted
You're all I notice in a crowded roomYour vacant motives unmoved, revealed
Medellia of my eyes, you're the emptiness of IYou’re the reason that I driveAnd if you say you will, I will love you stillAnd if I just could be anything for youJust anyone at allAnything that mattered, washed out
You’re the silly reasons in a goldfish laughYou're the agelss season, at rest at last.
You’re the silly reasons in a goldfish laughYou're the agelss season, at rest at last.
Tuesday 14 August 2012
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