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Sunday, May 08, 2005

Hug yo Mama



Happy Mothers' Day out there.
Remember to hug your mom.
Those of you who can whip up a meal without causing an episode of samonella, make your mom breakfast. Come on, it's only once a year! Surely that's not too much to ask?

In the course of research this (early) morning, I discover the sentiments expressed in Why do you write? had been already set in print by Elinor Ann Walker in 2000:

language offers consolation through its aesthetic reversal of the very subjects it addresses. The subjects may be tragic, but the language that names the tragic also mitigates its sorrow by virtue of giving the sorrow a name. (Elinor Ann Walker, Richard Ford, New York: Twayne, 2000. pp. 206)

Bah! Trumped again!

Just realized it's Sunday. How apt is it that I have this song in my head now?


Bless His Ever Loving Heart, by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds

Bless his ever loving heart
Only he knows who you are
He may seem so very far
Bless his ever loving heart

And when your feeling sad
And everywhere you look you can't believe the things you see
When it all comes down so bad
And beauty lies exhausted in the streets

Hold his ever loving hand
Even when you do not understand
Sorrow has it's natural end
Hold his ever loving hand

And when your feeling low
And everyone you meet you can't believe the things they say
When there's no place left to go
Where someone isn't moving you a little further down the way

Bless his ever loving heart
What you do is what you are
When it all comes down so hard
Bless his ever loving heart
Hold his ever loving hand
When it seems you ain't got a friend

Only he knows who you are and what you are
Bless his ever loving heart
Bless his ever loving heart


An email (how do they get my email? It isn't listed on this blog. wtf?) asked why I keep posting gospel song lyrics. Ok, first off, these are NOT gospel song lyrics. Two, Nick Cave will tear your testicles off and shove them up your flaring, sweaty, hairy nostrils if he found out you labeled his music as "gospel song[s]." Thirdly, I posted them for their beauty, and not to proselytize. Fourthly, Nick Cave does sing a lot of very UNgospel songs; I have refrained posting lyrics of such variants so far only because it will probably scare off most of my already miniscule readership (although, to be honest, I don't care. I write for myself, first and foremost). Last of all, have you ever heard of the finger (no, I'm not talking about Wendy's)?

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