Wednesday, November 26, 2014

KBYD November 26, 2014


Dead Fingers Talk - Dead Sea Apes
Kwamununga - Jagari Chanda
Shortcut to Longevity - Jackal Trades
Maybe the Boy Who Cried Wolf Was Just Paranoid - Sugar Army
Gather Me - Honeyfeet
Sweet Beatrice - The Mobbs
Brain Rocket and the Evolution of Turtles - The Girobabies
Ocean - The Owls
Animal - Claws and Organs
Control Myself - Jez Kerr Band
Fingerprints - I Am Kloot
Los Feligreses - Jungle Fire
The Fox - A Certain Ratio
Men In Suits - The Mantells
Phosphorescence - Nine Black Alps
Settle Down - The Black Seeds
100% Pure Nothing - Sickboy
Life The Curse - Astronautalis


A Dream, After Reading Dante's Episode Of Paolo And Francesca
by John Keats

As Hermes once took to his feathers light,
When lulled Argus, baffled, swooned and slept,
So on a Delphic reed, my idle spright
So played, so charmed, so conquered, so bereft
The dragon-world of all its hundred eyes;
And seeing it asleep, so fled away,
Not to pure Ida with its snow-cold skies,
Nor unto Tempe, where Jove grieved a day;
But to that second circle of sad Hell,
Where in the gust, the whirlwind, and the flaw
Of rain and hail-stones, lovers need not tell
Their sorrows. Pale were the sweet lips I saw,
Pale were the lips I kissed, and fair the form
I floated with, about that melancholy storm.

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