NovemberMix

masta killa ... brooklyn king
bobby fuller (from fantastic mr fox) ... let her dance
mystery jets with laura marling ... young love
dan deacon ... snookered
silver jews ... how can i love you if you won't lie down
cat stevens ... trouble
the ramones ... baby i love you
the knack ... my sharona
camille ... au port
sufjan stevens ... you are the blood

Octobermix

jon brion ... bookstore
nancy sinatra & lee hazelwood ... some velvet morning
velvet underground ... pale blue eyes
black lips ... bad kids
shelley duvall with harry nilsson ... he needs me
girls ... hellhole ratrace
vampire weekend ... horchata
ella fitzgerald with the ink spots ... into each life some rain must fall
joy division ... disorder
esg ... moody
tom waits ... come on up to the house
unknown ukulele player ... moana chimes

september mix

bruce springsteen ... thunder road
animal collective ... derek
the beatles ... girl
magic arm ... move out
beyonce ... sweet dreams
aphex twin ... flim
the Xx ... islands
mahalia jackson ... come to jesus
bob dylan ... tomorrow is a long time
bessie smith ... muddy water
pavement ... harness your hopes

windows 1

windows 2

misfitmix

1. mos def ... the embassy
2. inell young ... what do you see in her
3. little joy ... unattainable
4. bonnie 'prince' billy ... raining in darling
5. daniel johnston ... fear yourself
6. m. ward ... to go home
7. john fahey and peter lang ... freight train
8. atlas sound w. noah lennox ... walkabout
9. the beach boys ... feel flows
10. the pixies .. allison
11. ella fitzgerald ... someone to watch over me

A bit of Graham Greene

He could not blame these people for their fears: a man had to believe in nothing if he was not to be afraid of the big (African) bush at night. There was little in the forest to appeal to the romantic. It was completely empty. It had never been humanized, like the woods of Europe, with witches and charcoal-burners and cottages of marzipan.; no one had ever walked under these trees lamenting lost love, nor had anyone listened to the silence and communed like a lake-poet with his heart. For there was no silence; if a man here wished to be heard at night he had to raise his voice to counter the continuous chatter of the insects as in some monstrous factory where thousands of sewing-machines were being driven against time by myriads of needy seamstresses. Only for an hour or so, in the midday heat, silence fell, the siesta of the insect.

Brighton three ways

July Mix

1. Oppressions Each ... Brightblack Morning Light

2. Mathematics ... Mos Def

3. Blues Run The Game ... Jackson C. Frank

4. I'm On Fire ... Bruce Springsteen

5. The Crystals - He Hit Me

6. Nightmare ... Artie Shaw

7. Unknown ... Emahoy Tsegue

8. Sugar Man ... Rodriguez

9. Summertime Clothes ... Animal Collective

10. I'll Be There ... The Jackson 5

Not By Me.

Coney Island, US: A stilt walker shelters from the rain before the start of the 2009 mermaid parade

Photograph: Mario Tama/Getty Images

home 2

home 1

June Mix

1. m. ward ... let's dance
2. the flaming lips ... lightning strikes the postman
3. matt harding ... close
4. suicide ... cheree
5. grizzly bear ... knife
6. moondog ... bird's lament
7. tom waits ... sea of love
8. mark lanegan and isabel campbell ... come walk with me?
9. deerhunter ... never stops
10. elizabeth cotton and granddaughter ... shake sugaree
11. billie holiday and louis armstrong ... my sweet hunk o' trash

SLATE

Carve An Ageing Face

Beckett In Portobello

Stone

Crowded

Here's Dave Eggers on "Why I Read"

I could sit here and say you should read because it makes your brain bigger and enriches your life in a thousand ways and makes you more attractive to everyone you love and want to love—and that’s all true —but the main reason I read is to avoid being eaten by goats. I don’t know about you, but I live around a lot of goats, and they love to eat people. And the only thing that seems to thwart them is books. Sometimes you can hit them over the head with your book, but usually just the sight of someone with a book is enough to send them on their way. I can’t tell you how many times I was almost eaten by a goat. Dozens, probably. And every time they’re about to cut into my foot with these big steak knives they use, they see me reading and they say, “Oh, okay. Forget it, man,” and then they go eat someone watching TV instead. So reading has that going for it.   --Dave Eggers

from www.thegreenapplecore.blogspot.com

17.05.09 Sunday

Declinate

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