tomewing

tomewing:

We’re into the second wave of group matches - the standards have been amazing so far and this game looks to be no exception. You can join in voting and listening at any time and hear some really excellent global pop music.

Also - for the first time in a few weeks I’ve missed my 3-Popular-entries-a-week goal, so I’ve put up a missing year-end poll to fill the gap. http://freakytrigger.co.uk/popular/2014/02/popular-66/ - for those who simply can’t get enough of ticky boxes.

I’m managing the Cameroon squad and our second track is a banger called “Bom Bom Bom,” what more could you want

'One thing they don't tell you 'bout the blues when you got 'em, you keep on fallin' cause there ain't no bottom,' sings Emmylou Harris, and she may be right. Perhaps it would help to be told that there is no bottom, save, as they say, wherever and whenever you stop digging. You have to stand there, spade in hand, cold whiskey sweat beaded on your brow, eyes misshapen and wild, some sorry-ass grave digger grown bone-tired of the trade. You have to stand there in the dirty rut you dug, alone in the darkness, in all its pulsing quiet, surrounded by the scandal of corpses.
Maggie Nelson, Bluets
Perhaps it is becoming clearer why I felt no romance when you told me that you carried my last letter with you, everywhere you went, for months on end, unopened. This may have served some purpose for you, but whatever it was, surely it bore little resemblance to mine. I never aimed to give you a talisman, an empty vessel to flood with whatever longing, dread, or sorrow happened to be the day’s mood. I wrote it because I had something to say to you.
Maggie Nelson, Bluets
The part I do remember: that the blue of the sky depends on the darkness of empty space behind it. As one optics journal puts it, ‘The color of any planetary atmosphere viewed against the black of space and illuminated by a sunlike star will also be blue.’ In which case blue is something of an ecstatic accident produced by void and fire.
Maggie Nelson, Bluets