Friday, November 22, 2013

KBYD November 22, 2013


Tears of a Savage Master - Dirty Freud
Ghost in the Rain - Shawn Lee Ping Pong Orchestra
Commiserations - Hot Vestry
Harlequin - Honeyfeet
South Carolina - Tennis
Garsore Waa Ilaah - Dur-Dur Band
No Application - Silverclub
Wandering Star - The Laurels
Going Once Going Twice - Ramona Falls
Every Single Night - Fiona Apple
Afuera - Jaguares
Heart's Content - Sugar Army
When I'm Dead - The Dead Heads
Commencemos (Let's Start) - Jungle Fire
Unrecognizable Blues - Designer Mutts
Salamander Man - Phil Judd
Oulie Ouliye - Sir William Charles
Sum Space - Jez Kerr
Cecilia - Thomas Dybdahl
She's Going Down - Balcony Stars
Garlon on the Yarra - Claws and Organs
Zafari - Ethio-cali


by John Donne

TO what a cumbersome unwieldiness
And burdenous corpulence my love had grown,
    But that I did, to make it less,
    And keep it in proportion,
Give it a diet, made it feed upon
That which love worst endures, discretion

Above one sigh a day I allow'd him not,
Of which my fortune, and my faults had part ;
    And if sometimes by stealth he got
    A she sigh from my mistress' heart,
And thought to feast upon that, I let him see
'Twas neither very sound, nor meant to me.

If he wrung from me a tear, I brined it so
With scorn and shame, that him it nourish'd not ;
    If he suck'd hers, I let him know
    'Twas not a tear which he had got ;
His drink was counterfeit, as was his meat ;
For eyes, which roll towards all, weep not, but sweat.

Whatever he would dictate I writ that,
But burnt her letters when she writ to me ;
    And if that favour made him fat,
    I said, "If any title be
Convey'd by this, ah ! what doth it avail,
To be the fortieth name in an entail?"

Thus I reclaim'd my buzzard love, to fly
At what, and when, and how, and where I choose.
    Now negligent of sports I lie,
    And now, as other falconers use,
I spring a mistress, swear, write, sigh, and weep ;
And the game kill'd, or lost, go talk or sleep.

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