BarbiesBoyfriend

Neither snow nor rain,
Nor gloom of night,
Shall stay these couriers, from the swift completion,
Of their appointed rounds.

Loose rivets

O Superman. O judge. O Mom and Dad. Mom and Dad.
O Superman. O judge. O Mom and Dad. Mom and Dad.
Hi. I'm not home right now. But if you want to leave a
message, just start talking at the sound of the tone.
Hello? This is your Mother. Are you there? Are you
coming home?
Hello? Is anybody home? Well, you don't know me,
but I know you.
And I've got a message to give to you.
Here come the planes.
So you better get ready. Ready to go. You can come
as you are, but pay as you go. Pay as you go.

And I said: OK. Who is this really? And the voice said:
This is the hand, the hand that takes. This is the
hand, the hand that takes.
This is the hand, the hand that takes.
Here come the planes.
They're American planes. Made in America.
Smoking or non-smoking?
And the voice said: Neither snow nor rain nor gloom
of night shall stay these couriers from the swift
completion of their appointed rounds.

'Cause when love is gone, there's always justice.
And when justive is gone, there's always force.
And when force is gone, there's always Mom. Hi Mom!

So hold me, Mom, in your long arms. So hold me,
Mom, in your long arms.
In your automatic arms. Your electronic arms.
In your arms.
So hold me, Mom, in your long arms.
Your petrochemical arms. Your military arms.
In your electronic arms.




I always put that on a par with, " "They F*ck you up, your mum and dad, / They may not mean to but they do. ... The fifth book of poems by the current Poet Laureate and Chancellor of the Academy of American Poets,

Summit like that. The difference being the latter was composed by the Poet Laureate.......and the other wasn't.

AA SLF

When I first read this thread, before LR's post - I thought - WTF is this all about. But now - having read Loose Rivet's post I am absolutely clear in my mind - - WTF

Ain't enlightenment sooooo niceeee ! ! ! . . .

Loose rivets

Okay, I'll give the game away. Just one of those minor masterpieces that really didn't get noticed.


YouTube - Laurie Anderson - O Superman - clip subtitulado!

sisemen

Well, while we're on a roll this is a masterpiece which was recognised:

Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough!
It isn't fit for humans now,
There isn't grass to graze a cow.
Swarm over, Death!

Come, bombs and blow to smithereens
Those air -conditioned, bright canteens,
Tinned fruit, tinned meat, tinned milk, tinned beans,
Tinned minds, tinned breath.

Mess up the mess they call a town-
A house for ninety-seven down
And once a week a half a crown
For twenty years.

And get that man with double chin
Who'll always cheat and always win,
Who washes his repulsive skin
In women's tears:

And smash his desk of polished oak
And smash his hands so used to stroke
And stop his boring dirty joke
And make him yell.

But spare the bald young clerks who add
The profits of the stinking cad;
It's not their fault that they are mad,
They've tasted Hell.

It's not their fault they do not know
The birdsong from the radio,
It's not their fault they often go
To Maidenhead

And talk of sport and makes of cars
In various bogus-Tudor bars
And daren't look up and see the stars
But belch instead.

In labour-saving homes, with care
Their wives frizz out peroxide hair
And dry it in synthetic air
And paint their nails.

Come, friendly bombs and fall on Slough
To get it ready for the plough.
The cabbages are coming now;
The earth exhales.

John Betjeman - Poet Laureate

Loose rivets

One FlandreScarletTepes
posted this as a comment about Oh, Superman. Odd just how some pieces touch a nerve.

"This song has a certain sound that catches me every now and then. It gives me a sensation of finality, conclusion, denouement, revelation... of some kind of great understanding, some kind of ultimate climax to one's own journey. It's a rare sound, but one that never fails to take me, anywhere, anytime I hear it.

In fact, this may very well be the perfect example of it. It makes me wonder if I'm truly alone in my strange reaction..."

Well, clearly not. There were a small percentage of similar posts.


Sadly, I would never have heard it if a flexible 45 hadn't fallen out of a 1980's newspaper. Despite liking almost nothing but classical piano, I took to this right away. Given that music captures the functioning of the total brain, I can't imagine what part of the mind lights up when this is played.

Functional MRI findings with moving classical music.

tony draper

Done on Roland Vocoder I would say,had the loan of one for a while fantastic bit of kit,surprisingly the vocoder has been around since the1930s,the gramaphonic recording Sparky and the Magic Piano utilized one.

Parapunter

Ah, the Roland Vocoder - big in the 70's & 80's

tony draper

Sorry did not mean to hijack the thread just giving the engineering rather than artistic perspective of that American Airyplanes thing.

Loose rivets

No, tis interesting that. Spent ages looking at phase changes on some of these sounds, wondering why they affected me brain so much.


Probably summit to do with the fact that gills transmogrified into bones in the inner ear and the sounds are more like the ones fish hear.

Now, that's thread drift for yer.

bearfoil

Herbie Hancock's

Sister, Jeannie was on the L1011 that crashed at DFW in wind shear. I knew her slightly, an elegant and beautiful lady.

sad bear

BarbiesBoyfriend

Loose Rivets.

How come you so blainy, for an old geezer.