I was introduced to Magnetic Poetry a while ago but it took me a while to buy a set. It's basically a lot of words, in form of small magnets that you can put together to produce meaningful/less sentences, phrases and poetry...
It's a very useful tool to keep yourself entertained, especially if one's the kind of person enjoying joining little pieces together (like jigsaw puzzles maybe) and a very nice socializing tool when there are people in the house.
Anyhow, I decided to take a picture of the poetry coming out my refrigerator and exhibit them. Some are my creations and some aren't. Enjoy!
I've been watching the magnificent tv series Deadwood from the dvd's for a while now and I have to say it is the best production I've ever seen on tv. Last night I watched 4 episodes in a row and I've made it to the 5th episode of the second season. I'd really would love to read and learn about Deadwood, it's characters and it's setting from different web sites and write about it. That'll have to wait until I finish the second season though.
One of the characters in the show, Ms. Alma Garret, magnificently portrayed by Molly Parker deserves a special attention. So rare comes a combination of unique beauty and seriously great acting.
A fantastic and underrated Led Zeppelin song from their last album, In Through the Out Door. Youtube doesn't feature a live Led Zep video of this song (probably because the album was recorded in 1978 and the group disbanded after Bonham's death in 1980) however I managed to find a very good cover of the song by Ween. The altered intro is fantastic, the solo is also a little bit altered (read: butchered) and the vocalist is obviously not Plant but it's still definitely worth listening.
All My Love by Led Zeppelin (performed by Ween) ---------------------------------------------------- should i fall out of love, my fire in the light to chase a feather in the wind within the glow that weaves a cloak of delight there moves a thread that has no end.
for many hours and days that pass ever soon the tides have caused the flame to dim at last the arm is straight, the hand to the loom is this to end or just begin? * chorus: all of my love, all of my love, all of my love to you. (repeat)
the cup is raised, the toast is made yet again one voice is clear above the din proud aryan one word, my will to sustain for me, the cloth once more to spin
chorus
yours is the cloth, mine is the hand that sews time his is the force that lies within ours is the fire, all the warmth we can find he is a feather in the wind
I finally managed to make my good friend Batur take me to Seekonk, MA where I bought myself a digital camera from best buy and a beginner's acoustic guitar from target. Ever since I've laid my hands on the guitar (2 days), this magnificent song by Pearl Jam is what I've been trying to play. It sounds pretty easy and the chords are very simple but even to create a tiny little resemblance to the way Eddie Vedder sings the song is very difficult.
I looked at a bunch of videos of the song and this one, performed recently (look at Eddie's hair) is by far the best one. It's calmer, the lyrics are more understandable and there's a very nice guitar solo at the end.
Here are the lyrics and up there is the video. Enjoy!
Black by Pearl Jam ------------------- hey...oooh... sheetsofemptycanvas, untouched sheetsof clay were laid spread out before me as her body once did all five horizons revolved around her soul as the earth to the sun now the air i tasted and breathed has taken a turn ooh, and all i taught her was everything ooh, i know she gave me all that she wore and now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds of what was everything? oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything... i take a walk outside i’m surrounded by some kids at play i can feel their laughter, so why do i sear oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head i’m spinning, oh, i’m spinning how quick the sun can, drop away and now my bitter hands cradle broken glass of what was everything (note the lack of question mark) all the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything... all the love gone bad turned my world to black tattooed all i see, all that i am, all i’ll ever be...yeah... uh huh...uh huh...ooh... i know someday you’ll have a beautiful life, i know you’ll be a star in somebody else’s sky, but why why, why can’t it be, why can’t it be mine
Although typepad is a very nice blog publishing enviroment, after a month of trial period I came to a conclusion that for my purposes, it's no different than free blog publishing sites like blogger. (Typepad costs 5$ per month). Tomorrow is the last day of my free period. Sometime in the next 24 hours this infant blog will cease to exist in it's old home.
