Shortly after entering her house [in Portman Square: If I lived there - said Milalias, impressed by the style and comfort of the apartment - I would write all the time in Portmanteaux words ... Already ready to live in this Portman expanse, to express and expound at Miss Grey's expense...], not far from where we met, she slammed down an enormous shot of whiskey without stopping to breathe. [To chase away the dog-day heat?]
(It's better to create than destroy what's unnecessary)
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Larva - pg. 466
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Saturday, June 23, 2007
Virginia Woolf
I never thought that listening to someone reading out loud a passage from Virginia Woolf's book could be such a confusing (bordering on infuriating) experience...
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Wednesday, June 6, 2007
Three shots of Jameson
in one hour makes me want to throw up. Ed poured me last night, I had 'em all and then It all came out, the dark, mean, resentful, ego-laden effluvium that coursed through my veins. The kitchen sink saved me(again).
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Tuesday, June 5, 2007
mp3: Jackie, Dressed In Cobras - The New Pornographers
Looking at the stuff, I had, today on this computer to burn a new cd that I promised to Ava for the coffeeshop music project. And I dug out the New Pornos' tune which was actually the indestructible Dan Bejar's work with the New Porno crew mostly providing a chorus line (Neko Case is the most prominent). Dan Bejar is crazy, his words reminded me of Rebecca's dream.
The New Pornographers - Jackie, Dressed In Cobras
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Look we've seen this kind of thing before.
Jackie flirts with cobras at the door.
Dont live your life inside an arrow filled with glances
New York's sick, you've had your chances,
Yes you've had 'em. Yes you've had 'em. Yes you've had 'em.
On a train devouring the land,
theres a kid going insane over her man,
insane over her man, insane over her.
Look, we've seen this kind of thing before,
Orchids hanging from the Reverend's door,
and if he hollers, let him out 'cause gonna shout.
See, something in the way she moves just shouldnt be allowed.
Wrecked on the jungle floor, Jackie's dressed in cobras,
giving me ideas. What I really need now is ideas.
Look, we've seen this kind of thing before.
Vampires drawn across the ballroom floor.
Mistake this bloodlust feast for dancing.
You felt sick. You've had your chances,
Yes you've had 'em. Yes you've had 'em. Yes you've had 'em.
On a train devouring the land,
theres a kid going insane over her man,
insane over her man, insane over her.
On a train devouring the land,
theres a kid going insane over her man,
insane over her man, insane over her.
On a train devouring the land,
theres a kid going insane over her man,
insane over her man, insane over her.
Wrecked on the jungle floor, Jackie's dressed in cobras,
giving me ideas. What I really need now is ideas.
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Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Rebecca F.
Thanks for introducing me to the goodness of "Old Crow Medicine Show" besides other stuff. Cheers.
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