Busytown: A Thought Went Up My Mind To-day
First ←Older Page 1 2 3 4 5 6 Newer→ Last
another Brewster McCloud fan?
yay, verily! Immersing myself in that and Harold and Maude, provided early benchmarks for how seriously I should view the bathos-scope of the world...
There really should be more music videos with dancing roller skaters.
It is never too soon to bring roller skates into a thread. Nor Olivia Newton John. Wow. The suit-dresses with the shoulder pads! The excess of cobalt blue! The blusher! ONJ's lurex harem pants!
Also, courtship on a tightrope with parasols. Giovanni, don't you think it needs a closer reader than you were able to give through your initial tears of, um, joy?
It's probably a sign of my excessively sedentary lifestyle that for the first minute of that video I thought the people whizzing past in the foreground were doing it in desk-chairs, though.
(I also love how what they saved on a lyricist they spent on wardrobe.)
Poetically: I am a big haiku fan myself, and have only just discovered fibs, a sort of haiku for maths geeks - have at it!
This will make more sense to those on twitter, but I liked the idea, so here goes.
I/you/in two/it is true/we make a duck stew/with these words in sequence construe/that thirteen syllables seems like a lot of work, eh?
The brain is wider than the sky
But feathers are alas inherently comical
Indeed the Woody Allen book that the quote comes from is called "Without Feathers".
Heard the joke about the London bus driver? An old one. He said to the woman getting on the bus in a skirt on a very windy day, "Airy, isn't it?"
To which she replied, "What did you expect, fevvers?"
It's been a family joke for decades when anyone expresses surprise.
LOL, Cecelia. A new one to me, but henceforth an inevitable companion to the ancient family joke involving probably the same lady, and the phrase "Winter draw[er]s on"...
To Ian Dalziel - a tribute, though the layout isn't angled right.
Jolisa (noting you currently reside in the singular US) - for myth read math if you prefer -
rainbows, how do they work?
archly they set arrows of white light aquiver
refracting drop by drop a spectral bow wave
infrared to ultraviolet and betwixt withal
Bifrost spans Asgard to Midgard infradig
but mostly they are magic
foam on particulate waves
we are light
repetition here, for it weaves
the rainbow of myth and science, truth and poetry
Speaking of poetry, an updated Howl at McSweeney's:
BY OYL MILLER
- - - -
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by brevity, over-connectedness, emotionally starving for attention, dragging themselves through virtual communities at 3 am ...
And so on. Link here.
Coincidentally, the guy who inspired the line "who jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge this actually happened and walked away unknown and forgotten into the ghostly daze of Chinatown soup alleyways & firetrucks, not even one free beer" died this week.
Arroooooooo! (mournful howling)
I loved The Fugs. Their version of "Howl" on The Virgin Fugs was an anthem in our student flat one year.... Even when they were terrible, they were so bad they were good.
Still. Jumped off Brooklyn Bridge and a legendary hipster and made it to 86. Respect!
Jolisa - good to see your review of the Emily Dickinson biography finally make it onto the page of the Listener this week - so long after the week or two you'd expected that I thought there must have been a suppressed story of editorial judgement and intrigue to explain the non-appearance. But was afraid to ask.
You were right, the one-page review so much less satisfying than the director's cut travelogue version.
This to bring Busytown up to 4/6 of the top threads on PAS.
Thanks, Chris, for abetting the sudden surge in my PAS stock value!
I thought there must have been a suppressed story of editorial judgement and intrigue to explain the non-appearance.
I suspect the hand of the poet herself in assisting the editor to find space for the review at last :-) Squares of ectoplasmic gingerbread flying round the Listener offices, and all that.
Post your response…
You may also create an account or retrieve your password.