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My 86th Favorite Song of All-time

Posted in 100 Favorite Songs with tags , on January 31, 2012 by sethdellinger

…and my 86th favorite song of all-time is:

“Steam Engine” by My Morning Jacket

Just an epic, heart-on-sleeve barn-burner from the most interesting band active today.  C’mon, do me and yourself a favor and watch the whole thing.  You won’t regret it:

 

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , on January 30, 2012 by sethdellinger

Son:  “Did you always want to be a jeweler, Dad?”

Father:  “I might have wanted to be an artist.  I don’t know.”

Son:  “Why not?”

Father:  “Because I’m a jeweler.”

—from Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close

(quote appears in both the film and the novel by Jonathan Safron Foer)

My 87th Favorite Song of All-Time

Posted in 100 Favorite Songs with tags on January 30, 2012 by sethdellinger

Click here for an explanation of this list.  Or click here to see all previous entries.

…and my 87th favorite song of all time is:

“There’s an Arc” by Hey Rosetta!

This song exemplifies all the reasons I am way in love with Hey Rosetta!  Mainly, the incredibly heartfelt lyrics that are often about atypical subjects (here, it is not a song about lost love or the like, but about seeing a friend of yours, who you’ve known your whole life, grow up into an unhappy person, and having difficulty reconciling that with your memory of them as a happy child.  Please note the literary but accessible way lyricist Tim Baker pulls this off) coupled with soaring, transcendent music that often ends in a nearly-unbearable crescendo.  I’ve included the studio version, an AMAZING live version done in Tim Baker’s house, and the lyrics.

 

 

 

Don’t you swing like a child,
in a tree,
on a tire,
in 85?
There’s an arc that your feet will ride
on the way between hate and that Sunday fire.

You look so serious.
Why you look so serious?
The night is serving us,
but you look so serious.
And this could be our reward–
this could be it!
This simple Friday night,
where you’re loosening your tie,
but there’s a tightness in your eyes.
You look so serious.
Why do you look so serious?
The night is serving us,
and we’re deserving it.

And this could be our reward!
This could be it
(this could be all we’re owed,
all we’re owed, all we’re getting)
cause if we swing like a child
then we’re always colliding
this time of night,
but our arcs, they could align
(we could align! we could align!)
and over gravity
up comes this kicking child,
this kicking child.

Deconstructed

Posted in My Poetry with tags , , on January 29, 2012 by sethdellinger

even through the glass darkly
even on the disappearing page
even with expert testimony to the contrary
even in the fallen logic
even with Victoria’s Secret exposed
even in the NHL
even when sex fails
even as the canon obliterates
even at the abandoned construction site
even as burlesque
even with poison in the baby formula
even with the sequel canceled
even though the food smells funny
even though they joined the NRA
even as we suspect him of knowing more than he’s saying and saying more than he knows
even among the funeral directors
even in January thaw ozone heat
even with Harpo silenced
even with ice in the forecast
even with Republicans in Congress
even with sixty-seven channels for the price of one if you act now
even if you never act
even asleep in a limousine with chocolate seeping on her breast
even as we speak
even without Rogaine
even with the recovery of the black box
even after the celebrated divorce
even as the crow flies
even for Steven
even in manuscript form
even in flames
even on a cross in Jerusalem
even without statistical significance
even as the pages burn but the words fly away
even behind the filthy moaning curtain
even as the list grows
even though you lied to me
even though I lied to you
even painted on a turtle’s shell
even when read against the text
love
deconstructed
is
still
love

My 88th Favorite Song of All-Time

Posted in 100 Favorite Songs with tags , on January 27, 2012 by sethdellinger

…and my 88th favorite song of all-time is:

“Asleep at the Wheel” by Working For a Nuclear Free City

Just click on the video and let your mind wander…

In Defense of Heartbreak

Posted in Prose with tags , , on January 27, 2012 by sethdellinger

In the absence of strong emotions (feelings and events) I must attempt to create some; after all, I’m an artist, silly, and what is an artist to do with comfy stasis?  Like the static on a forgotten television which is ceaselessly changing yet ever the same, fuzzy jumping dots never wrote no poetry, mister, and a solid waterfall is beautiful but sees no beauty.  Oh, I can work up a good head of anger, sure, at things like traffic lights and long lines, but anything righteous is long gone, replaced by news radio and cozy lunches with friends on their office lunch breaks, and plastic chess with people I know I’ll beat, and diet fucking soda.  Oh sure, it’s nice to be out of the struggle for a bit, the pain and the hunger, the loneliness and the crude jokes, but a little heartbreak would be nice, a few tears over something besides an Almodovar film, hell, buddy, something more real than reaching for another Q-Tip by my bedside and another round of Bloomin’ Onions at the Outback Steak House.  I bought a CD today (because I still buy CDs) that had an old song of ours on it, in an ill-conceived attempt to feel that pain again, but it’s too long gone now, too long gone (too far away for me to hold); hell it’s been over a decade since I was hurt like that.  I ended up jerking off about you and going back to reading Maxim.  Sure, man, sure, I’m elated all the damn time in my current life, elated and pleasantly pleased and happy as birdshit and I could go on being elated and lifted-up and as clear as a damn Scientologist till the day they bury my grinning corpse, but I’d trade all the joy in the world for one more drop of genuine exquisite sorrow, cause the light gets blinding without any darkness (and a coin won’t buy you dick ‘less it’s got two sides), so come on, bitches, break my heart, I need it as bad as you’re gonna need the guilt.

My 89th Favorite Song of All-Time

Posted in 100 Favorite Songs with tags , on January 27, 2012 by sethdellinger

…and my 89th favorite song of all time is:

“House of the Rising Sun” by The Animals

You just can’t deny the creepy-sad-enlightening nature of these lyrics coupled with this music.  I’ve always meant to explore The Animals further but have never gotten around to it.  Anyone a big Animals fan out there?

Click here to watch the video on YouTube!!!

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