May 2012
21 posts
WHEN SOMEONE ASKS ME WHY WE USE THE SERIAL COMMA
editorrealtalk:
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Ain’t it easy when you know how?
– Levon Helm
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Magnolia Electric Co.: a note from jason →
magnoliaelectricco:
Dear friends and family.
It has been a long hospital year. You all have done so much and given so much to further my cause on this planet that I feel compelled to give you a little note. The response towards my medical fund and other support has been better than I could have ever imagined. I…
Long live Jason Molina. One of our greatest living songwriters.
I’ve managed to confuse all the neighborhood birds.
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Dead Language Records: Mercy Choir Announces New... →
deadlanguagerecords:
Paul Belbusti, aka Mercy Choir has announced The Very Great and Horrible Harshness, the follow up to 2010’s Sings. The album, which will be released June 1st, contains 11 new tracks recorded at Belbusti’s home in Guilford, CT. These new Mercy Choir compositions were recorded…
Oh, hey. That’s me. Now is a very good time to follow the Dead Language Records...
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April 2012
80 posts
Anonymous asked: Fuck animals instead.
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That will do it.
That’s the last of my poem-a-day-poems for April. I hope you find them as funny as I do. Admittedly, some are half assed, some are good, and one is a song. Read them here.
P.S. I am in the middle of recording a Mercy Choir album, therefore this has been the most creatively productive month of my entire life. Thanks.
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Dad Teaching Son To Be More Like Cow
With a long sigh and a rounded skull he met the cantor with a frown.
His drug was shaped like apple skin his diet made of fire.
“Grow strong without vendetta,” he said to his unborn son.
“Race, but don’t hurry. Frown, but don’t sneer.”
“But dad,” he replied, “What’s the use and where’s the satisfaction?”
“The use is...
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The leaf fell
by the barn door
as the goat
loudly fucked
his mate.
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Walk up to the mussel
ask for it’s address.
What’s the mussel’s address?!?
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Fuck/Risk
When Fuck took a risk
his friends said Fuck
be careful. But despite
their advice Fuck let his
mother drive and let me
tell you Fuck’s mommy
don’t yield for nobody.
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Life is ours to weigh
Bread is ours to eat
Wine is ours to drink
Madness is ours to savor
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Whole
Cram your whole
body in can
you fit?!
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Excerpt from a song I have been writing for at...
Places by sand
Picture taken
Natives of the land
Long way to go
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Game
Let’s play a game. Grab
a deck of cards, spread
them across the floor. Dump
a bucket of water on them, let’s
slip around the room.
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Easter
First, remove the bonnet. Underneath
you will find a blue hairclip.
Rip it out of her hair. Slam in
into a tree.
Devour her scalp.
Give yourself a round
of applause
I am Saturday.
I am Saturday.
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Animals do this:
Animals are only piles of guts.
They sniff and eat and shit.
They fast for a few hours.
They squint and wear hats.
Animals makes noises and arrange them into songs.
They put periods at the end of sentences.
They fuck because they can’t not fuck.
They throw balls at each other.
Animals rate things according to their mood.
They trade pieces of paper for objects and ideas.
They...
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There is
sand.
He was my bosom buddy friend to the end, one of the last true great spirits of...
– Bob Dylan in response to Levon’s passing (via vastandgrand)
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Pantoum
If stress makes it worse
Think of apples and Quakers
And their quiet freshness
And for once, be calm
Think of apples and Quakers
Delicious and pure
And for once, be calm
Instead of frantic and cowardly
Delicious and pure
Swan white and sleek
Instead of frantic and cowardly
Instead of coffee ground black
Swan white and sleek
And their quiet freshness
Instead of coffee ground black...
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Cigarettes
He had specially made cigarettes prepared for him every week. The papers were fashioned from discarded bank deposit slips. Inside was not tobacco, but thyme, cilantro, and tangerine peel. He did not smoke these cigarettes. He drove them to the city, placed them in the middle of a busy street, and knelt down beside them. Girls wearing eyeglasses would eventually crowd around him, light up the...
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The Offering
A bowl of your own blood.
Carry it.
With you all day.
Offer it.
To anyone.
Who asks you.
For anything.