June 2008
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“Creativity and self-destruction are two sides of the same coin.”
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“I’ve said before that every craftsman
searches for what’s not there...”
– I’ve said before that every craftsman, Jalaludin Rumi
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all that glisters ain't gold
“All that glisters is not gold; Often have you heard that told: Many a man his life hath sold But my outside to behold: Gilded tombs do worms enfold. Had you been as wise as bold, Young in limbs, in judgement old Your answer had not been inscroll’d Fare you well, your suit is cold.”
-The Merchant of Venice, William Shakespeare
“There’s an ocean of despair...
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“Out here is sick, AR-70’s and albino pits
Patriots and bushmasters, home...”
– -block boi, E-40
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excerpt
“There are so many things I’m interested in that I could never really master them all in one lifetime. So my natural inclination is to have a bunch of projects going on at once. Like I worked in the music industry while I was finishing college. I had the e-commerce business while I was writing the Res album. I worked at the gallery while I was recording the first Stiffed EP. And...
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Your Body Is My Map
raise me more love… raise me my prettiest fits of madness O’ dagger’s journey… in my flesh and knife’s plunge… sink me further my lady… the sea calls me add to me more death … perhaps as death slays me… I’m revived your body is my map… the world’s map no longer concerns me… I am the oldest capital of sadness… and my wound a...
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Prime Minister Stephen Harper's apology to...
EDS: Paragraphs in brackets were spoken in French. “Mr. Speaker, I stand before you today to offer an apology to former students of Indian residential schools. The treatment of children in Indian residential schools is a sad chapter in our history. (For over a century the residential schools separated over 150,000 Native children from their families and communities)
In the 1870s, the...
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Watch-Un Chien Andalou, Salvador Dali et Louis Bunuel
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“mis manos
abren las cortinas de tu ser
te visten con otra desnudez
descubren...”
– Palpar, Octavio Paz
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Write On! Musings on Music Journalism →
“With alarming frequency, music marketers and their PR minions spew forth contrived monikers to classify the products they are trying to push. Haphazardly coined genre names are universally nonsensical —neo-grunge and emo are but two examples. Tacit approval of industry wango-slango enables the cycle to continue unchallenged and shows the accepting writer to be gutless and wholly...
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“I must be hurting
other people’s feelings -
having the disposition
to...”
– To Lily Magnolia, Akitsu Ei
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“People who cannot find time for recreation are obliged sooner or later to find...”
– John Wanamaker
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What shall I do with my life?
“It’s time to define the new era. Our faith has been shaken. We’ve lost confidence in our leaders and in our institutions. Our beliefs have been tested. We’ve discredited the notion that the Internet would change everything (and the stock market would buy us an exit strategy from the grind). Our expectations have been dashed. We’ve abandoned the idea that work should...
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isms05062008
I’ve been writing a short story that has the name “Q” in it. It never occurred to me that people wouldn’t find that a name. I’ve actually known three Qs in my time - two were short for longer names, and one was simply “Q’. My story was workshopped earlier on this week, and everyone asked me why Q didn’t have a real name. What’s a real name?
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“mi naw preach
mi naw teach
mi jusa show yu
ow mi seit
caw di trute well...”
– Di anfinish revalushan, Linton Kwesi Johnson
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“let me be the only one
to keep you from the cold
now the floor of heaven is...”
– Love Song for a Vampire, Annie Lennox
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Natasha (new unpublished Nabokov!)
On the stairs Natasha ran into her neighbor from across the hall, Baron Wolfe. He was somewhat laboriously ascending the bare wooden steps, caressing the bannister with his hand and whistling softly through his teeth.
“Where are you off to in such a hurry, Natasha?”
“To the drugstore to get a prescription filled. The doctor was just here. Father is better.”
“Ah, that’s good news.”
She flitted...
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