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I think this is a good Friday kind of video.

I have a running list of thinky things to post: the book I read (Moby-Dick), the movie I saw (The Kids Are All Right...not Alright, but All Right), and all about a lost girl. But of course Monday is Valentine's so I may post stupid shit then. But I shall endeavor to be smarter...tonight's Happy Hour should help!
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....The water seems suspended
above the rounded gray and blue-gray stones.
I have seen it over and over, the same sea, the same,
slightly, indifferently swinging above the stones,
icily free above the stones,
above the stones and then the world.
If you should dip your hand in,
your wrist would ache immediately,
your bones would begin to ache and your hand would burn
as if the water were a transmutation of fire
that feeds on stones and burns with a dark gray flame.
If you tasted it, it would first taste bitter,
then briny, then surely burn your tongue.
It is like what we imagine knowledge to be:
dark, salt, clear, moving, utterly free,
drawn from the cold hard mouth
of the world, derived from the rocky breasts
forever, flowing and drawn, and since
our knowledge is historical, flowing, and flown.

~ from "At the Fishhouses," Elizabeth Bishop

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Happy Birthday, Elizabeth.

Elizabeth Bishop is, so far, the second heavyweight lady author born this month; last week saw the birthday of Muriel Spark. Any others, I wonder? And ironically, today is the eleventh anniversary of Iris Murdoch's death. And thus ends Today in Lady Author Minutiae! Good day to you!
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"Pooh!" said des Hermies. "Dust is good for you. It tastes like stale biscuits and has the musty odour of old books; and that is not all, it has a velvety texture which cushions hard surfaces and, like a thin film of rain, it removes the harshness from colours which would otherwise be too bright or garish. It is simply the veil of oblivion, the membrane of neglect. With the exception of those wretches whose lot you have occasionally decried yourself, who could possibly mind dust?"

~ from The Damned (La-Bas), by J.-K. Huysmans
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In the late morning the light slants through a small, high square window with colored glass, angled in perfection so that the sun bowls a strike and hits me squarely in the face. (Have I been thinking too much about The Big Lebowski lately?) Today the light stipples my eyelashes and, holding my head just so, each eyelash is magnified, impregnated with bright globes of color filaments, gold, lavender, orange, that softly disintegrate no matter how long I hold that position, or how many incremental shifts of my head I use in order to recapture it. The sun moves, the day moves, it's time to get up. If only I could wake up like this every day.
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The Norwegian band Royksopp is probably best known in the States as the guys who did That Song ("Remind Me") for one of the Geico caveman commercials. So you might be forgiven for thinking that they aren't all that. But their latest CD, Senior, is a great ambient treat that subtly fuses so many influences into something original & was one of my favorite CDs of last year. This short film uses music samples from Senior as a soundtrack to an apocalyptic storyline that is one part weird, one part unintentionally hilarious, and one part greatly disturbing. Perhaps the most disturbing thing about the film (at least from an American perspective) is that it is not shot in some obscure slum in another country, but...entirely in Detroit. (If you want to be further horrified by what's become of Detroit, check out this slideshow of photos from the book The Ruins of Detroit.)
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Mitch Miller wishes you Merry Christmas from the Great Beyond: Buffalo!

OK. I mentioned to [livejournal.com profile] stargazer1960 that I was planning on doing a holiday music post: I was going to upload some holiday songs and whatnot and post a link for downloadage, but I kinda dropped the ball on that. However, I did stumble upon some indie Canada holidaze music that you can download: Ho-Ho-Ho Canada. Enjoy! And nothing's preventing me from YT spammage, obviously.

But here's a true confession: I like classical music. Some of you probably know that already. And something about the holidays makes me want to listen to more Renaissance/Baroque music than usual; it's strange, but it feels very seasonal. Even some opera does as well. One of the first operas I ever saw was Monteverdi's L'incoronazione di Poppea,which remains a favorite. The love duet at the end between Nerone and Poppea is awesome...particularly when Nerone is played by a mezzo-soprano (i.e., a lady, so you have two ladies singing a passionate love duet). Alas, I could find no YT clips featuring two women singing the role that pleased me both visually and musically, so I settled on this clip with Nuria Rial (soprano) and Philippe Jaroussky (countertenor); they sound lovely together, and there is a nice little period-appropriate musical intro before the duet. And if you like, you can close your eyes and pretend it's two ladies.



Happy Holidays, everyone!
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I was the attendant or page of Queequeg, while busy at the mat. As I kept passing and repassing the filling or woof or marline between the long yarns of the warp, using my own hand for the shuttle, and as Queequeg, standing sideways, ever and anon slid his heavy oaken sword between the threads, and idly looking off upon the water, carelessly and unthinkingly drove home every yarn: I say so strange a dreaminess did there then reign all over the ship and all over the sea, only broken by the intermitting dull sound of the sword. that it seemed as if this were the Loom of Time, and I myself were a shuttle mechanically weaving and weaving away at the Fates. There lay the fixed threads of the warp subject to but one single, ever returning, unchanging vibration, and that vibration merely enough to admit of the crosswire interblending of other threads with its own. This warp seemed necessity; and here, thought I, with my own hand I ply my own shuttle and weave my own destiny into these unalterable threads. Meantime, Queequeg's impulsive, indifferent sword, sometimes hitting the woof slantingly, or crookedly, or strongly, or weakly, as the case might be; and by this difference in the concluding blow producing a corresponding contrast in the final aspect of the completed fabric; this savage's sword must be chance--aye, chance, free will, and necessity--no wise incompatible--all interweavingly working together. The straight warp of necessity, not to be swerved from its ultimate course--its every alternating vibration, indeed, only tending to that; free will still free to ply her shuttle between given threads; and chance, thought restrained in its play within the right lines of necessity, and sideways in its motions directed by free will, though thus prescribed to by both, chance by turns rules either, and has the last featuring blow at events.

~ from Moby-Dick, Herman Melville

{all typos mine}
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Of girls bought and sold, desired and desiring, powerful and degraded, as audience and performer, glittering artifices and gray realities, the past held close to your bloody heart that makes you wonder about the future that, as the song goes, will still contain the past.
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Oh my darlings, the most horrible things have happened since I last posted here:

1. I actually had to work at work! Placing aside my outrage, I discovered that my coworkers believe I have special mindreading abilities that can detect all the things that they should tell me but don't. This is why they are frequently puzzled when I send them emails requesting pertinent information crucial in the performance of my job and thereby reminding them to do their jobs! Quelle fromage, frottage, fuckage!

2. George W. Bush wrote a coloring book and I had a most unfortunate flashback to the early part of this century. I would turn on the TV and he would be there. And he would be talking how about how a black man wronged him (not Obama, but Kanye) by accusing Barbara Bush's little boy of being a RACIST! The nerve! Why this was worse than those crazy planes crashing into the World Trade Center and that little old war we fought in Iraq! Everyone, the only good thing about the earlier part of the oughts was when LN James and I were backup dancers for Goldfrapp:



We were quite miffed about the costumes. LN has always said I have the profile of a youngish middle-aged Shelley Winters circa Lolita and it is a damn shame to deny that to the public.

3. And the Palin shitstorm of stupidity continues: The TV show, the new book, the upcoming New York Times profile, the Facebook homophobia, the daughter who dances like a clubfooted cokehead, the CNN reporting every borderline illiterate mumbling from her comely mouth. If I may quote myself, it really is like having monkeys in trees throwing poop at you 24/7. Does Barney Stinson have a Hot/Stupid scale? Because the stupid is really off the charts these days.

So here at THI industries...we're powering down next week. I have the week off. I will not watch any news programs. On Thanksgiving Day I am going to eat a lot and watch the National Dog Show, because dogs are to me what babies are to so many straight women. And I will even write. (And yes, [livejournal.com profile] fewthistle, I may even write...Harper Lee.)

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!
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I love this so much I'm posting it everywhere. Mad Men theme + the old song "Nature Boy," sung by Allison Williams (daughter of the NBC news anchor).
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Birthday vids. First, Madeline Peyroux in Paris, getting some fun out of life:



Second, greetings from some talented Corgis. I gather this was made for when the Queen Mum turned 100. Lucky you, you are only half as old!


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Reposted from [livejournal.com profile] angharad_gov:

There's a code you can insert to get rid of the fb/twit add-on which hides the option for everyone viewing your journal or community:

http://community.livejournal.com/jim_and_bones/238127.html

and for those who don't want to bother with the link:

1. Go to Journal > Journal Style

2. Go to Customize your theme

3. Go to Custom CSS

4a. Copy and paste .b-repost-item {display:none} (make sure you're just getting the bolded text) into the Custom stylesheet section
b. You might have to change one or more of the Yes/No boxes above the stylesheet in order to get it to work

5. Save changes

***Important to note: This will only work if people are viewing your journal or comm in your style. If they're viewing it in their style or light mode, it'll still show up. This just hides the feature, so if their default setting is to NOT automatically post, they won't be able to post. It also runs the risk where if someone has their default setting to automatically post, they won't be able to choose NOT to post.
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Two very different songs, both seemingly appropriate for Friday.



[livejournal.com profile] jengrrl gave me a craving for glam, the good old days when boys were not afraid to wear makeup and dressing up as an Indian wasn't yet perceived as being totally gay. If you don't like this, well, you should be glad I didn't post "Little Willy," because that is an earworm that will stick in your brain for days.

Here's a mellower, perfect end-of-summer kind of song:



Happy Friday!
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Would you like an opportunity to hear me be foolish?

Then tune in tonight @10pm to BlogTalk Radio. [livejournal.com profile] cabenson and I will be discussing Bad Girls with host [livejournal.com profile] allaine77 and co-host [livejournal.com profile] fewthistle, who will play Barbara Walters to my Angelina Jolie and ask me questions about what kind of man Brad/CB really is and I will purse my lips and be very mysterious while the camera drifts down to my cleavage.

You want a real blurb and not my nonsense? OK, fine:

Femslash4Fans continues its salute in August to British TV shows with a segment on the hugely successful series "Bad Girls". Set in, of all things, a women's prison, "Bad Girls" ran for eight seasons, but we'll be spending much of our time focusing on the first three. The storyline featuring the lesbian relationship between wrongly convicted cop-killer Nikki and prison warden Helen, which built gradually over Seasons 1-3 until its satisfying conclusion, remains one of the most popular and best-written canon pairings ever seen on television. I'll talk about Nikki/Helen, along with other canon and noncanon pairings from the entire run, with my two guests - creator of the definitive Nikki/Helen Manifesto, Cabenson; and longtime author Theholyinnocent, also known as Xena fanfic writer Vivian Darkbloom. This time joining me as co-host will be "Bad Girls" fan Fewthistle, who previously appeared on F4F as a guest on my "Guiding Light" episode.

I like how I am described as a "longtime author," like I'm Norman Mailer.

Good Guests and Bad Girls, or, How I Learned to Stop Drinking Vodka and Love Lahboob.

And in case you can't tune in tonight, it will be on there FOREVER.
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This video was posted at Flavorpill several months ago. Very cool version of NYC in miniature, like a toy city:



Also, via [livejournal.com profile] noir_moll, more of Brandon Bird's hilarious, brilliant Law & Order art. This time Bird got other artists to interpret one-line episode synopses, and thus we have These Are Their Stories. This one, entitled "Benson Combats Terrorist Activities," (by artist Sina Grace) is one of my faves because it perfectly captures that Oliskan megalomania:

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"Save the children! Save the world...FROM MY UNPRETTY CRYING!"

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