March 31, 2009

Miles : Echo & The Bunnymen.

'"The Killing Moon"'s lyrics seemed cribbed from the climax of a Thomas Hardy novel, so much so that I expect Eustacia Vye or Bathsheba Everdene to walk across the moonlit heath any second: doomed lovers meeting at night, "fate up against your will," the "you" of the song apparently pledged to another "him." I'm not sure if McCulloch has ever talked about a Hardy connection; maybe it was like how McCulloch hadn't actually read any John Webster, but absorbed enough from his girlfriend reading Webster to come up with Porcupine's "My White Devil." Such lyrical ventures risk pretension, but fortunately, McCulloch's phrases are just abstract enough to come off as pleasingly evocative rather than awkwardly literary.'

Reading Pronunciation

Posted by dean at 07:42 PM

March 24, 2009

Hot Ooze Dart, Page 171.

Perhaps it is better to be a machine that does its duty than a flesh-and-blood person who will not, for a dead truth is better than a live falsehood.

Posted by dean at 08:50 PM

March 22, 2009

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Posted by dean at 07:55 PM

March 21, 2009

Leery Attachment Replies, Page 226.

'It's a curious idea to reproduce when you don't even like life.'

Posted by dean at 12:35 AM

March 10, 2009

Hot Ooze Dart, Page 24.

'This, my dear, said he, impressively, 'is the wonderful Love Magnet. It was given to me by an Eskimo in the Sandwich Islands -- where there are no sandwiches at all -- and as long as I carry it every living thing I meet will love me dearly.'

'Why didn't the Eskimo keep it?' she asked, looking at the Magnet with interest.

'He got tired of being loved and longed for some one to hate him. So he gave me the Magnet and the very next day, a grizzly bear at him.'

'Wasn't he sorry then?' she inquired.

'He didn't say.'

Posted by dean at 03:44 PM

March 06, 2009

Leery Attachment Replies, Page 223.

It's true that he'd always had a tendency to confuse happiness with coma.

Posted by dean at 07:31 PM