Those streets of everywhere...

For friends and lovers... loved, and lost

Missed, but remembered, 4 eva.

xxx

Just for you, because you're perfect...

" Will you jump up here next to me?
The moon is close and warm and serene
And it's mine for you.
In this cave I have found just for us
Forget your fat it's a pillow soft for my neck
In this cave on the moon built for you
Just for you because you're perfect
O mental patch it swells and shudders
All your skin and hair in moonlight
With a hole in the roof
Where we can watch our planet circle away.
Will you touch the cave's cream stone walls?
Here I'll hold your tender years
And they're mine your youth is mine in this cave.
So jump up here onto the closer moon.
I'll have the food and downy warmth.
Your love will rear a family in this cave on the moon.
Where we can watch our planet circle away and come back.
In this cave on the moon. "

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Auden, Blake, Browning, Burns... Fitzgerald...

---

it's a kind of slow, undignified torture isn't it?

ill-timed love, I mean?

for missed connections do not break my heart alone

my love, my moon

though you'll never know for sure

because a silent humour engulfs us

words ceaseless in fractured meanings

here waiting in my cave,

for you; your never great escape...

--

for you

--

(and pf, i knew your playfulness, i did. for you made me who i am)

xxx

[d, p, j]

My Hovercraft Is Full Of Eels...

I am not in the office at the moment. Yes please, with custard. My wimple appears to be stuck, and I would kindly request that all inquiries be directed here.

That's Alright Then

Phew! I was worried a prospective Vice President of the U S of A didn't know anything about 'forrn' policy until I saw this.

Garbage - 'Stupid Girl' (1995)

Otterly Devastated

Heartbreak this time. No, really. You see, this morning I heard the inconceivably sad news that Nyac, one of the Vancouver Aquarium's sea otters, had passed away at the age of twenty. She had had both a good innings and good luck; two score is a venerable age for an otter to reach and she had been rescued from the oily apocalypse that was the Exxon Valdez disaster. Along with her pal Milo, she had also become a celebrity; the YouTube video of the two lazily floating hand-in-hand on their backs catapulted them into the giddy stratosphere of the global mega-cute.

I was actually very fond of Nyac. We frequently visit the Vancouver Aquarium and we always stop by the otter tank. I am genuinely fascinated by the beasts and their seemingly familiar behaviours. I will even plead guilty to anthropomorphizing these maritime mustelids somewhat. But I think the real reason I'm feeling rather sad about Nyac's demise stems from temps perdu. One of my fondest memories of my first trip to the city I now call home was visiting the aquarium and marvelling at the charismatic Nyac and Milo. I was in love with Dearest Wife-to-Be, in love with the wonderful Pacific Coast, and in love with Vancouver. Each subsequent visit with Nyac & Milo brought back echoes of the breathless freshness of that moment. And I guess now I'm afraid it'll be that little bit harder to recapture that memory.

Goodbye, Dearest Nyac.

Box Codax - I Swam With The Otter (buy here or e-here)

Is Fun & Heartbreak Dead?

Or is it just 'resting'?

Fleet Foxes - 'Quiet Houses' (2008)

Where Are They Now?

After those last two gems, I bet you're all wondering whatever happened to The Muppets and those who rolled with them. Well, here's a partial answer:

After the Muppets' regular TV appearances petered out in the late 1990s, Dr Teeth left house band The Electric Mayhem to start his own strip club. Beaker replaced him on vocal duties and took the band in a grittier, more brutal direction. The group abandoned their psychedelic blues-funk in favour of a harder, death-metal sound, and they achieved minor chart success in Latvia with their cover of Cryptopsy's jaunty "Mutant Christ." In a 2002 interview with Kerrang!, Animal was quoted as saying: "Fucking hell, I waited thirty years for this shit."

Oh Goodness, Look What You've Done...

It's not my fault. If Davy hadn't posted wot he did below, I wouldn't have gone back in time to Sesame Street and none of this would have happened.

They Called At My Stage Door

My girlies discovered this recently, but I am old enough to remember it from the first time around.

Genius bit at the end when he phones it in.

Am I barred yet?

He Called At My Door

He's back. Bugger.

Nick Drake - Black Eyed Dog

hey you!

Thank goodness our dear Colin resurfaced last week, because I was just about to summon him from beneath his bed with this:

Underwater Getdown--"Hey" mp3 off Supersymmetry

But now I don't have to. :)

Fun And Heartbreak - 1:08

Yes, yes, I've been watching this AGAIN.

mid life crisis ? what mid life crisis ?

so that's it never again gone goodbye finished. i know i'll be tempted. i'll think this time it'll be different this time it'll be fine but i'll remember last night and order another large one and stay right where i am. fat and bald and grey and saggy and shoddy and terrible dancing and clapping along for fucks sake. it was the clapping along that did it. and the being stuck right at the back without the tiniest view cos we were late and the bus had taken forever. but the clapping sealed it. and the seeing myself reflected perfectly in all the past it sad old soaks who think they've still got it.

dexys midnight runners - burn it down

i want it back

I want it back. I want everything back that I ever gave you. I want every minute and every word and every fucking song and every good thought and every prayer I ever prayed and every god damn fucking thing I ever said to you or hoped for you or wished would happen for you. I want it back. It doesn't mean anything to you. Nothing I felt or said or did ever mattered to you in the least. The only person it ever meant anything to was me, and I want it all back.

Devotchka--"Curse Your Little Heart"

More fun, less heartbreak...

...and what better way than with the funnies.

Ladies and gents: Clowntime Comics!

Scroll through the archives. Embrace the work-a-day boredom.

a copy of a copy of a copy

More of the heartbreak and less of the fun here, lately. But it's new, at least. To be heartbroken over a life you once had. And not an actual person. But now there's this nothingness. It's just a hole where what you did and thought and knew everyday is gone. There was no lover's quarrel. There was no infidelity. There was no wandering eye. There were no sparks that ceased to set off. It was there, and now it's not. No other flesh and blood to blame. Only myself. And I'm a lousy student.

get it together now

i miss you people.

fontella bass and bobby mcclure - don't mess up a good thing

x

teardrops

i'm sorry i haven't a clue

Try some of this

Dear Friends,

I've not posted here for a long while. I've been neither ecstatically happy nor mind-numbingly down, and I never wanted to say something just for the sake of it.

But today, with some time on my hands, I've been reading a few things that have been written by some of you in recent days and weeks. You know who you are.

I hope this helps:-

mp3 : The Beloved - Up, Up And Away (Happy Sexy Mix)

With much love,

JC
xxxx

Picture

A picture of Alki that reminds me of Rothko.