August 2008
26 posts
I’ve been listening to that A Weather CD and that song small potatoes. Now I’ve looked the lyrics up online and I must say that I do not agree with them. Aside from a few missed words here and there my biggest problem is with the second verse. Now online it’s listed as “And if we shake as much /as California does/we’d be still less walking open”. Now first of all I don’t think that makes any sense (we’d be still less walking open?) and I also don’t think thats what it sounds like. I listened to it and I got “And if we shake as much/ as California dirt does/ would we be still ……..”
So let me know what you think. Let’s blog about this till we make some progress.
Odd, that you would bring this song up so early in your blogging life; apparently it is a song made for blogging (see my post August 18). I remember looking at that lyric for awhile when I was copying it over…and then just saying “fuck it” and keeping it as is. I really have no idea if that is what is said, but if it is, that is some good tumble-bumble imagery.
The audacity of Westen! The most insightful and lucid look back at the democratic party and hope for its future I have read all summer. Clarity the Obama camp would do well to aspire to.
Love this story! Thanks to my buddy Ben Price (whose uberliterary blog this is) for pulling up the text.
pros·pect
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1.a.an apparent probability of advancement, success, profit, etc.
1.b.the outlook for the future: good business prospects.
2.anticipation; expectation; a looking forward.
7.outlook or view over a region or in a particular direction.
8.a mental view or survey, as of a subject or situation.
It’s amazing how quickly one’s prospects can become so empty.
A Weather- Small Potatoes
“Kittens become cats
if you’re not careful
you have to keep your eye on them
There was a time
when I
didn’t know you
and there’ll be a time like that again
And if we run as fast
as the earth moves
we’d be standing in one place
And if we shake as much
as California does
we’d be still less walking open
I can’t believe you said
I couldn’t love you anymore
Did you mean to no greater extent?
Or it’s over now for sure
That’s small potatoes
and I’m just
splitting hairs
If I can’t have this forever
I don’t want it at all
It’s hard to watch all your friends dying
and say something to make them laugh
I’m sick of all my careful planning
breaking like a wine glass
It’s hard to know which time’s the time right one
when to set your clocks back
I can’t believe you said
There’s nothing moving in this room
If your skin is this warm
then your heart’s pumping blood
That’s small potatoes
and I’m just
splitting hairs
If I can’t have this forever
I don’t want it at all
That’s small potatoes
and I’m just
splitting hairs
That’s small potatoes”
I’m making plans.
Wanna rise to the occasion, yeah
meet all of their demands.” —
Ever wonder why the average media outlet gives Obama a 29 electoral vote lead, when Karl Rove has Obama up 77, and pollsters have Obama up 127? What we’re seeing is the manifestation of the cancer of…
From my understanding from information provided by my bar manager is that you were paid $200 in cash on August 5th.” —
-Woo Taing
A LYING MOTHER FUCKER
Aphex Twin- Flim
Should be listened to daily.
…cause I’m just that NPR
Seriously…wasn’t having an iphone enough? Maybe this:
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