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| “there is nothing to change the spirit like a summer crossing” (capote) |

Posted: Juli 25th, 2012 | Author: | Filed under: sound, word | No Comments »

“watch them eat fire.
watch the children grow
legs below the knees, watch
the old men kiss the old women
behind the house walls.
love is when you can hear the flood coming.”
(roger reeves | parable of a blade of grass)

pavese’s napoli, capote’s new york.. fancy a trip south? lead the way
to the reconstruction room, west out chicago.

“and dropping a bar bell he points to the sky
saying, ‘the sun’s not yellow it’s chicken.’”
(dylan | tombstone blues)

 


| accidental play of the week – three |

Posted: Juli 17th, 2012 | Author: | Filed under: acc. play of the week, sound | No Comments »

in my dreams / i see myself hitting a baseball / in a green field somewhere near a freeway / i’m all tan and smiling and running from third base / and it’s hot / and the kids keep playing the driving game / and they’re singing the same goddamn refrain / and the sky is a blueish gray / and it’s become just like a chemical stress / tracing the lines in my face for / something more beautiful than is there / i’ve barely been gone / in my dreams / i see you at the foot of some mountains / and we’re taking some pictures or something / and we’d better hurry up / and it’s late / and the sun keeps on shooting through pine trees / and the grass stains are wet on your new jeans / and we’d better hurry up / and i’ve become just like a terrible mess / searching the lines in my face for / something more beautiful than is there / the crowds keep me coming back / cheering
in my dreams / i see you asleep on a twin bed / the covers pulled up over your head / am I asleep or awake?  / and it’s morning / and the captain is playing the radio / and he’s just put the paint on his new boat / am i asleep or awake? / and it just feels good when you’re waking up / and it just feels good when you’re next to me / and it just feels good when you’re coming home / and it just feels good when you’re waking up / and i’ve become just like a chemical stress / tracing the lines of my face for / something more beautiful than is there / i’ve barely been gone
/ and i’m not a failure, i swear / i wish you could see it from over there / i’ve got a lot over here without you / i’ve barely been gone / gone dreaming

“my slumbering heart” ist der dritte song aus der offjournal-reihe “accidental play of the week – die musikalische halbe stunde reise nach jerusalem, bei der der song gewinnt, der im ohr stehenbleibt.”