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A Lazy Afternoon at the Edge of Time

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Loving tenderness abounds for all
from the darkest
to the most eminent one beyond the stars,
- Hildegard of Bingen

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Afternoon Easter 2012

01. Anouar BrahemEté andalous
Le Voyage De Sahar (ECM, 2006)
02. Art TatumLover
Body and Soul (A Jazz Hour With, 1996)
03. Sarah VaughanEasy Living
How Long Has This Been Going On? (1978)
04. Blossom DearieOur Love Is Here to Stay
Once Upon a Summertime (1958)
05. FridgeDrum Machines and Glockenspiel
Happiness (Temporary Residence, 2001)
06. Múm - Away
Summer Make Good (Fat Cat, 2004)
07. The RootsThe Return to Innocence Lost
The Roots (1999)
08. Explosions in the SkyGreet Death
Those Who Tell the Truth Shall Die, Those Who Tell the Truth Shall Live Forever (Temporary Residence, 2001)

note: Happy Easter everybody. First, is everybody still in one piece? earthquake and all a while back. second sorry for not posting anything lately, but what’s new. Anyway, a little lazy afternoon list. It doesn’t have new songs, but made it fresh, so it should actually be “lazy afternoon”. As for the theme, maybe easter-ish. Love, redemption and death. I personally find it odd right now that life has to be redeeemed with death, seems so dark. With war going on and stuff. Why can’t they create a religious holiday to remind people not to be so bloody and destructive. sort of “chill” day. Nobody shall die holiday. It may not be all that grand, but at least it won’t be so dark. And yeah, the list is a bit dark at closing in keeping with my “see what I mean” mood. Love, death and destruction.. where is the redemption here and now? … ok. I am shutting up now. :D happy holiday everybody.

image: Ed Yourdon

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Category: Acoustic, Experimental

Strange Holiday

Henri Rousseau never went to the Jungle. He spent all his days in Paris and surrounds, meticulously painting images of nature that were anything but ‘natural’. He copied his designs from botanical gardens, zoo pamphlets, and children’s books, depicting animals that would never be seen in the same environment. Once he even painted a hand of bananas growing upside down. His paintings are naive, flat and disjointed.

This playlist is a musical equivalent to Rousseau paintings – “Jungle” music made by westerners. Electronic emulation of african sounds, drum machines instead of djembé. Starts off mellow before moving into more disjointed territory.

01Joel VandroogenbroeckKinderspiel
(Digital Project, 1989)
02. Brian BriggsAeo pts. 1&2
(Brian Damage, 1980)
03Haruomi HosonoHoney Moon
(Tropical Dandy, 1975)
04. Ralf NowyHolidays in Kenia
(Colours of Holidays, 1987)
05. Eric VannRandom Pizz
(Bass Moods, 1987?)
06. No ZuTattooed Head (short)
(Tattooed Head, 2011)
07. Zazou, Bikaye + Cy1M’Pasi Ya M’Pamba
(Noir Et Blanc, 1983)
08. John TenderFlowers from Fantasyland 1
(Fantasyland Vol.1, 1981)

image: detail of The Hungry Lion Throws Itself on the Antelope, 1905

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Category: Afrobeat, Electronic, Exotica, Experimental

Dummy Line

It’s been a while, hasn’t it?

Today’s list is nostalgic, and includes a track by John Fahey (who I initially discovered on this very website). It’s slightly warped playlist to listen to on a sunday drive. Just like the pumpkins in the photo, it’s earthy and organic, but in a slightly bent and malformed way. Folky, country, electronic and exotic. A few of these original pressings fetch a mighty dollar online, so enjoy the rips.

1. John Sangster - Sunrise
(Australia And All That Jazz Vol.1)

2. Vashti BunyanDiamond Day
(Just Another Diamond Day)

3. John Fahey In Christ There Is No East Or West
(The Legend Of Blind Joe Death)

4. Matthew YoungDummy Line
(Traveller’s Advisory)

5. Matthew Larkin CassellIn My Life
(Pieces)

6. Tony WilsonI Can’t Leave it Alone
(I Like Your Style)

7. Nino Nardini & Roger RogerTropical
(Jungle Obsession)

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Category: Blues, Exotica, Experimental, Folk

Gentle Persuasion…

We arrived at the roller rink well after dark. I paid my $7 to the cashier, who took the money and scurried off to find me a pair of skates. A large concrete rink was surrounded by floor to ceiling blue carpet, and the tile work was almost an optical illusion. Presumably, nothing had been modified since the early 1980s when the rink opened – including the signage, which warned pay-phone users to keep calls under 3 minutes.

1. Doug Hream BluntGentle Persuasion (short version)
Gentle Persuasion (1990s?, Self Released)

2. Dave GraneyNight of the Wolverine 4
Rock ‘n’ Roll Is Where I Hide (Liberation Music, 2011)

3. Little BeaverParty Down pt. 2
Party Down (1975 TK records)

4. Lee EdwardsEqual Love Oppertunity pt. 2
Shades Of Love

5. George Smallwood & MarshmellowLady Disco (demo)
7″ Single, (Reissued 2011, P.P.U. Records)

6. Rework - Jogging Beat
7″ Single (Playhouse, 2005)

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Category: Experimental, Soul

Microgravity

Image:  Nonclickable

Darling, you think it’s love, it’s just a midnight journey.
Best are the dales and rivers removed by force,
as from the next compartment throttles “Oh, stop it, Bernie,”
yet the rhythm of those paroxysms is exactly yours.
Hook to the meat! Brush to the red-brick dentures,
alias cigars, smokeless like a driven nail!
Here the works are fewer than monkey wrenches,
and the phones are whining, dwarfed by to-no-avail.
Bark, then, with joy at Clancy, Fitzgibbon, Miller.
Dogs and block letters care how misfortune spells.
Still, you can tell yourself in the john by the spat-at mirror,
slamming the flush and emerging with clean lapels.
Only the liquid furniture cradles the dwindling figure.
Man shouldn’t grow in size once he’s been portrayed.
Look: what’s been left behind is about as meager
as what remains ahead. Hence the horizon’s blade.
Josep Brodsky, Seaward.

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Category: Beats, Experimental

With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the world's great cities,
And out of a fabulous story
We fashion an empire's glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And three with a new song's measure
Can trample an empire down. [1]


Down, down, down. Would the fall never come to an end! `I wonder how many miles I've fallen by this time?' she said aloud. `I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth. Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think--' (for, you see, Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the schoolroom, and though this was not a very good opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no one to listen to her, still it was good practice to say it over) `--yes, that's about the right distance--but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I've got to?' (Alice had no idea what Latitude was, or Longitude either, but thought they were nice grand words to say.) [2]



O long-silent Sybil,
you of the winged dreams,
Speak out from your temple of light
as the serious constellations
with Greek names
still stare down on us
as a lighthouse moves its megaphone
over the sea
Speak out and shine upon us
the sea-light of Greece
the diamond light of Greece

Far-seeing Sybil, forever hidden,
Come out of your cave at last
And speak to us in the poet's voice
the voice of the fourth person singular
the voice of the inscrutable future
the voice of the people mixed
with a wild soft laughter--
And give us new dreams to dream,
Give us new myths to live by! [3]


So our princes who have lost their principalities after many years’ of possession shouldn’t blame their loss on fortuna. The real culprit is their own indolence, going through quiet times with no thought of the possibility of change (it’s a common human fault, failing to prepare for tempests unless one is actually in one!). And when eventually bad times did come, they thought of •flight rather than •self-defence, hoping that the people, upset by conquerors’ insolence, would recall them. This course of action may be all right when there’s no alternative, but it is not all right to neglect alternatives and choose this one; it amounts to voluntarily falling because you think that in due course someone will pick you up. If you do get rescued (and you probably won’t), that won’t make you secure; the only rescue that is really helpful to you is the one performed by you, the one that depends on yourself and your virtù. [4]