Tuesday, March 5, 2013

KBYD March 5, 2013

Dusk Til Dawn - Nedry
If You Have To Ask - Red Hot Chili Peppers
Sinner in the Sea - Calexico
Apollo Creed - The Hippy Mafia
Wild Smiles - Lovvers
Silence - The Joint
Medicine Man - Ruby Tingle
Fish In The Jailhouse - Tom Waits
I Made a Mistake - The Electroscopes
Yo Todo Tu Yo - The Rugged Nuggets
Cool In The Game - Hunter Green
Jolly Good - The Mobbs
Riga Girls - The Weepies
Hold Tight - The Mexanines
Darker - Doves
Moving Forward - Arise Roots
Dead Birds - The Balcony Stars
Syndrome - Royal Chant
You Dream - Donora
Gold Plated - The Mother Hip
Overpowered By Funk - The Clash
Never Give Up - KOMLA 
Birthday - The Sugar Cubes
Bound To The City - The Age of Glass
Chosen One - Damn The Trend
Trustafarian - Lionize
For The Lost Souls - Samsara Blues Experiment


by John Donne

            WHEN my grave is broke up again
            Some second guest to entertain,
            —For graves have learn'd that woman-head,
            To be to more than one a bed—
                And he that digs it, spies
A bracelet of bright hair about the bone,
                Will he not let us alone,
And think that there a loving couple lies,
Who thought that this device might be some way
To make their souls at the last busy day
Meet at this grave, and make a little stay?

            If this fall in a time, or land,
            Where mass-devotion doth command,
            Then he that digs us up will bring
            Us to the bishop or the king,
                To make us relics ; then
Thou shalt be a Mary Magdalen, and I
                A something else thereby ;
All women shall adore us, and some men.
And, since at such time miracles are sought,
I would have that age by this paper taught
What miracles we harmless lovers wrought.

            First we loved well and faithfully,
            Yet knew not what we loved, nor why ;
            Difference of sex we never knew,
            No more than guardian angels do ;
                Coming and going we
Perchance might kiss, but not between those meals ;
                Our hands ne'er touch'd the seals,
Which nature, injured by late law, sets free.
These miracles we did ; but now alas !
All measure, and all language, I should pass,
Should I tell what a miracle she was.

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