Friday, January 11, 2008

Such Great Heights

The Postal Service Version

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Save Me- Aimee Mann



Outstanding Song

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

Mikol Ha'Ahavot (Of all the loves)- Idan Raichel Project

Dreams- Faye Wong



Kick ass version in Cantonese by the awesome Faye Wong (although the music video does truly suck). (The song was in Chungking express, in case it sounds familiar).

Dreams- Fleetwood Mac

Live and Learn- The Cardigans

Linger- The Cranberries

Art Star- Yeah Yeah Yeahs

One Thousand Tears of a Tarantula-Dengue Fever

Words More Beautiful Than These- Idan Raichel Project



Translated Version (not by me....of course I could translate 'Tu hai mera pyar Pehla' ;-o) )

Song from 'Broken Wings' (Knafayim Shvurot)

Sunday, January 06, 2008

Walking the Dog- Howard Nemerov

Two universes mosey down the street
Connected by love and a leash and nothing else.
Mostly I look at lamplight through the leaves
While he mooches along with tail up and snout down,
Getting a secret knowledge through the nose
Almost entirely hidden from my sight.

We stand while he's enraptured by a bush
Till I can't stand our standing any more
And haul him off; for our relationship
Is patience balancing to this side tug
And that side drag; a pair of symbionts
Contented not to think each other's thoughts.

What else we have in common's what he taught,
Our interest in shit. We know its every state
From steaming fresh through stink to nature's way
Of sluicing it downstreet dissolved in rain
Or drying it to dust that blows away.
We move along the street inspecting shit.

His sense of it is keener far than mine,
And only when he finds the place precise
He signifies by sniffing urgently
And circles thrice about, and squats, and shits,
Whereon we both with dignity walk home
And just to show who's master I write the poem.

The Three Goals- David Budbill


The first goal is to see the thing in itself
in and for itself, to see it simply and clearly
for what it is.
No symbolism, please.

The second goal is to see each individual thing
as unified, as one, with all the other
ten thousand things.
In this regard, a little wine helps a lot.

The third goal is to grasp the first and the second goals,
to see the universal in the particular,
simultaneously.
Regarding this one, call me when you get it.