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that i use to organize the daily advice i receive from literature and music.

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Sunday, May 31, 2009

let men know



"julia: they do not love that do not show their love.
luchetta: o! they love least that let men know their love."


/will shakespeare

the zombies - the way i feel inside

Saturday, May 30, 2009

are you all so frightened?



"but in situations where we have made the gift of our love and veneration, not out of long familiarity but out of our most personal impulses; where we have been disciples and friends from the depth of our heart--in such cases it's a bitter and frighteneing moment when we suddenly seem to realize that the principal current within us is determined to carry us away from the person we love. then every thought that rejects our friend and teacher turns its poisoned barb against our own bosom; then each defensive blow we strike hits our own face. then anyone who imagined he was harboring a valid morality in his heart, feels the words 'disloyalty' and 'ingratitude' looming up like catcalls and stigmas; then one's frightened heart flees fearfully back to the cherished valleys of childhood virtues, and can't believe that this break, too, must be made, that this bond, too, must be severed." /hermann hesse

animal collective - also frightened

Friday, May 29, 2009

the oozy weeds about me twist



"but me they'll lash in hammock, drop me deep,
fathoms down, fathoms down, how i'll dream fast asleep.
i feel it stealing now. sentry, are you there?
just ease these darbies at the wrist,
and roll me over fair!
i am sleepy, and the oozy weeds about me twist.


/herman melville

grouper - heavy water/i'd rather be sleeping

Thursday, May 28, 2009

i learned a lot



"i learned a lot about dreaming in day school." /avey tare

white stripes - we're going to be friends

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

army dreamers



"if i knew of something that could serve my nation but would ruin another, i would not propose it to my prince, for i am first a man and only then a frenchman--because i am necessarily a man, and only accidentally am i french." /baron de montesquieu

kate bush - army dreamers

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

permission to explode



"i've been banging on car dashboards since i was six years old, following and flowing with the rhythm until it poured out of my ears...rhythm and tourette syndrome have been intertwined from the first day i found that drumming on a table could mask my jerky hand, leg, and neck movements...this newly found masking actually harnessed my unbound energy, directing it into an orderly flow. this 'permission to explode' let me tap into vast reservoirs of sounds, and physical sensations, and i realized that my destiny lay clearly before me. i was to become a rhythm man." /david aldridge

john coltrane - the drum thing

Monday, May 25, 2009

hearing with the melody



"the hearing of a melody is a hearing with the melody...it is even a condition of hearing melody that the tone present at the moment should fill consciousness entirely, that nothing should be remembered, nothing except it or beside it be present in consciousness...hearing a melody is hearing, having heard, and being about to hear, all at once. every melody declares to us that the past can be there without being remembered, the future without being foreknown." /victor zuckerkandl

wolfgang amadeus mozart - symphony no. 40 in g minor, mov. 4 (allegro assai)

Sunday, May 24, 2009

two ears and a heart



"i've got two ears and a heart, don't i?" /jack donaghy, in response to the question, "do you like phil collins?"

phil collins - i'm not moving (idjut boys edit)

Saturday, May 23, 2009

them's my sentiments.



"them's my sentiments." /william makepeace thackeray

the grass roots - let's live for today

Friday, May 22, 2009

what makes life



"that it will never come again
is what makes life so sweet."

/emily dickinson

m. ward - to go home

Thursday, May 21, 2009

i have tried



"i have tried too in my time to be a philosopher; but i don't know how, cheerfulness was always breaking in." /oliver edwards

bright eyes - hit the switch

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

the holiness of the heart's affections



"i am certain of nothing but of the holiness of the heart's affections and the truth of imagination--what the imagination seizes as beauty must be truth--whether it existed before or not." /john keats

the beatles - good day sunshine

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

you are the music



music heard so deeply
that it is not heard at all
but you are the music
while the music lasts.

/t.s. eliot

animal collective - fireworks [live at the bowery ballroom, 1/21/09]

Monday, May 18, 2009

gilded and sticky



"honeyed words like bees,
gilded and sticky, with a little sting."

/elinor hoyt wylie

feist - honey honey [live at kcrw morning becomes eclectic]

Sunday, May 17, 2009

so sweet



"i have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold"


/william carlos williams

animal collective - flesh canoe

Saturday, May 16, 2009

once more upon the waters



"once more upon the waters, yet once more!
and the waves bound beneath me as a steed
that knows his rider!"

/lord byron

byrds - dolphin's smile

Friday, May 15, 2009

whoever fights monsters



"whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. and when you look long into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you. /friedrich nietzsche

kaki king - you don't have to be afraid

Thursday, May 14, 2009

it gets better



"surely, there is no substitute for company. my mom's ripping off her hands, one flake at a time. all her children left the house and left her all alone. but just like she'd tell me, 'it gets better. just wait and you'll see.'" /panda bear

band of horses - monsters

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

eternity's sunrise



"he who binds to himself a joy
does the winged life destroy;
but he who kisses the joy as it flies
lives in eternity's sunrise."

/william blake

devendra banhart - bad girl

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

the last movement



you can't possibly hear the last movement of beethoven's seventh and go slow. /oscar levant, explaining his way out of a speeding ticket

ludwig von beethoven - symphony no. 7, mov. 4 (allegro con brio)

Monday, May 11, 2009

when time is broke



"how sour sweet music is
when time is broke and no proportion kept!
so is it in the music of men's lives."

/bill shakespeare, "a midsummer-night's dream"

dirty projectors - the bride

Sunday, May 10, 2009

extraordinary in the ordinary



"the practice of soulful travel is to discover the overlapping point between history and everyday life, the way to find the essence of every place, every day: in the markets, small chapels, out-of-the-way parks, craft shops. curiosity about the extraordinary in the ordinary moves the heart of the traveler intent on seeing behind the veil of tourism." /phil cousineau, the art of pilgrimage

stag hare - born into magic

Saturday, May 9, 2009

he who sings



he who sings scares away his woes. /miguel de cervantes

animal collective - safer

Friday, May 8, 2009

the amplitude of time



"my foothold is tenon'd and mortis'd in granite,
i laugh at what you call dissolution,
and i know the amplitude of time."

/walt whitman

beaches - eternal sphere

Thursday, May 7, 2009

with perfect sweetness



"what i must do is all that concerns me, not what the people think. this rule, equally arduous in actual and in intellectual life, may serve for the whole distinction between greatness and meanness. it is the harder, because you will always find those who think they know what is your duty better than you know it. it is easy in the world to live after the world's opinion; it is easy in solitude to live after our own; but the great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude." /ralph waldo emerson, "self-reliance"

panda bear - good girl/carrots

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

crude rhythms for bears



human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap crude rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make music that will melt the stars. /gustave flaubert, "madame bovary"

lauren landes - lunar bounce

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