Yeah, 308 pages of this lyrical style"There on the sandy beaches and
the lush green sod of the quad she had only three loves:
Chad, so kind, a surfer, easy smile and a pirate's tooth
his hands roamed her body, then his body up and roamed.
Easy heartbreak, must not have been so deep.
Enter Mike, sweet Mike, his body arched
over volleyballs nets, he was tall, tall, tall,
but when he stopped coming by,
and she felt that heartache
cut deeper into her ribs,
she could still walk it off,
she knew something better was coming.
Then Pete. Oh, Pete,
basketball, lacrosse, blue eyes that seemed swimmable.
She smiled so brightly at him, her teeth practically chimed.
He could kiss her anywhere, touch her anywhere,
anything for Pete, everything arched and opened for him.
When he touched her thigh,
she was anchored to the world.
She drew pictures of him while he slept,
she hummed along when he sang.
But then something
was sprung, she doesn't remember
how the dark sparked but
one idle daiquiri day
she slipped out some small thoughtless words,
stupid jealousy, nothing really, but
the day paused and
everything vibrated wron.
And then Pete answered back
with something much worse."
in the studio for the new lee "scratch" perry cd.In that case maybe you want to go back to the very beginning. Try; Big Youth - Screaming Targets.
It won't sound like the hip hop you're used to hearing, but it's where that all began. Duke Reid, Sir Coxsone Dodd, Lee "Scratch" Perry, Big Youth, I-Roy, U-Roy, Prince Far-I...
These guys invented improvising lyrics (they called it "toasting") over musical tracks (the dub - instrumental - B sides of Jamaican 45's). All modern hip hop can be traced back to these Jamaican pioneers. They started in the 60's, but the guys who did it in the very early 70's and released "toasting" singles and albums (it was all done live before that, never pressed on records for release - just like early hip hop) were the seeds of the New York hip hop movement of the late 70's.
good choices, both.cd: the essential Leonard Cohen
reading: April issue of Scientific American (I have May, just haven't started). I like science, there I said it, I'm a geek. I man cannot subsist on fiction alone.
I would read this if not for it being forever stained in my eyes by the dreaded OPRAH.....just finished carson mccullers' 'the heart is a lonely hunter' last night. i read her other three books last year but only just got round to this one recently. so, so sad; so beautifully written; such amazing characters.
I feel the same about oprah, matter of fact I think that she just may be the anti-christ. and like you Bill I always feel that if a book or movie or music or whatever has good reviews or ratings or even if a lot of people recomend it to me then chnces are I will probably be disapointed. Thank God that I read most of Carson Mc Cullers work before Oprahs recomendations, other wise I would have missed out on some great stuff. actually I was totally shocked (and disapointed) when I found out that she even knew who McCullers was. but do your self a favor and pick up something by C.M. that Oprah (shudder) hasn't tainted yet. Before she does.... I think that you will be glad that you did. She really is a "must read" in my humble opinion anyway..I would read this if not for it being forever stained in my eyes by the dreaded OPRAH.....
It pretty much is the kiss of death for me whenever I see her seal on a book.
I listened to PJ Harvey's White Chalk for the first time yesterday.
It sounds like the soundtrack to a black and white movie where a weird adolescent girl befriends homeless men and brings them home for a meal only to murder them with vacuum cleaner hose and bury them in her family's basement all while carrying on gossipy conversations with hundreds of dolls and stuffed animals.
Hell yeah,maybe all you california people out there can appreciate the Descendents.
i've rebought all their material.