our moonlit pillow

Slow Show~

Fri, 20 Nov 2009 15:59:57 +0900

                                              Slow Show - The National





                                                  Sissyneck -  Beck

톱모델 김다울, 佛 파리서 사망.."사인은 파악중"

Fri, 20 Nov 2009 09:51:16 +0900

뉴스 : [머니투데이 스타뉴스 김수진 문완식 기자]지난 1월 열린 2009 아시아모델 페스티벌 어워즈 패션모델 상 수상당시 모습 ⓒ송희진 기자 so..

나경원, 100분토론 시민논객과 문답중 망신

Fri, 20 Nov 2009 09:50:47 +0900

뉴스 : "헌재 결정 주문에 미디어법 유효" 주장... "더 알아보고 오세요" [오마이뉴스 안홍기 기자] ▲ 나경원 한나라당 의원이 19�..

'막걸리'가 피부미인을 만든다?

Thu, 19 Nov 2009 15:27:49 +0900

뉴스 : 지난 막걸리 유통을 통계한 결과 막걸리 판매량이 와인의 판매량을 뛰어넘었다는 결과가 발표되었다. 우리 고유의 술 막걸리는 가격도 저..

less is more(ubermensch)

Thu, 19 Nov 2009 14:44:21 +0900

http://blog.aladdin.co.kr/mramor/3210668

오늘 저녁은 니체의 짜라투스트라를 기리며 잡채밥에 짜장쏘스를 얹어...=3=333





                                              Hindsight - Built to Spill

아이비 "나도 한 때는 유이 못지않은 꿀벅지 였는데…"

Thu, 19 Nov 2009 13:00:41 +0900

뉴스 : 가수 아이비가 과거 '청산가리 밴드' 시절의 추억을 Mnet 리얼리티 프로그램 'IVY BACK (연출:안소연PD)'서 깜짝 공개한..

네티즌 수사대 ‘다리서 강아지 던진 범인’ 잡아

Thu, 19 Nov 2009 13:00:05 +0900

뉴스 : [서울신문 나우뉴스]CSI보다 무섭다는 네티즌 수사대가 정말 범인을 잡아낸 소식이 해외언론의 1면을 장식하며 화제가 되고있다. 최근 ”..

日 마침내 속옷만 걸친 걸그룹 등장

Thu, 19 Nov 2009 12:58:53 +0900

뉴스 : 지금 일본은 사진 출처; http://www.barks.jp/이번 인니뽄 매거진의 「지금 일본은」에서는 이번 달 11일에 메이저 데뷰를 시작한 �.

“가슴 큰 여성 아이큐가 더 높다”

Thu, 19 Nov 2009 12:58:35 +0900

뉴스 : [쿠키 톡톡] 가슴이 큰 여성은 육감적이고 매력적이지만 가슴이 작은 여성보다 덜 영리하다는 사회 통념을 깨는 연구결과가 나왔다.미국 ..

A True Account of Talking to the Sun at Fire Island(Frank O'Hara)

Wed, 18 Nov 2009 12:57:06 +0900

A True Account of Talking to the Sun at Fire Island

Frank O'Hara

The Sun woke me this morning loud
and clear, saying “Hey! I've been
trying to wake you up for fifteen
minutes. Don’t be so rude, you are
only the second poet I’ve ever chosen
to speak to personally
so why
aren’t you more attentive? If I could
burn you through the window I would
to wake you up. I can't hang around
here all day.”
“Sorry, Sun, I stayed
up late last night talking to Hal.”

“When I woke up Mayakovsky he was
a lot more prompt” the Sun said
petulantly. “Most people are up
already waiting to see if I’m going
to put in an appearance.”
                                       I tried
to apologize “I missed you yesterday.”
“That’s better” he said. “I didn’t
know you’d come out.” “You may be
wondering why I’ve come so close?”
“Yes” I said beginning to feel hot
wondering if maybe he wasn’t burning me
anyway.
            “Frankly I wanted to tell you
I like your poetry. I see a lot
on my rounds and you’re okay. You may
not be the greatest thing on earth, but
you’re different. Now, I’ve heard some
say you’re crazy, they being excessively
calm themselves to my mind, and other
crazy poets think that you’re a boring
reactionary. Not me.
                               Just keep on
like I do and pay no attention. You’ll
find that people always will complain
about the atmosphere, either too hot
or too cold too bright or too dark, days
too short or too long.
                                  If you don’t appear
at all one　　　　　 day they think you’re lazy
or dead. Just keep right on, I like it.

And don’t worry about your lineage
poetic or natural. The Sun shines on
the jungle, you know, on the tundra
the sea, the ghetto. Wherever you were
I knew it and saw you moving. I was waiting
for you to get to work.

And now that you
are making your own days, so to speak,
even if no one　　　　　 reads you but me
you won’t be depressed. Not
everyone can look up, even at me. It
hurts their eyes.”
“Oh Sun, I’m so grateful to you!”

“Thanks and remember I’m watching. It’s
easier for me to speak to you out
here. I don’t have to slide down
between buildings to get your ear.
I know you love Manhattan, but
you ought to look up more often.
And
always embrace things, people earth
sky stars, as I do, freely and with
the appropriate sense of space. That
is your inclination, known in the heavens
and you should follow it to hell, if
necessary, which I doubt.
Maybe we’ll
speak again in Africa, of which I too
am specially fond. Go back to sleep now
Frank, and I may leave a tiny poem
in that brain of yours as my farewell.”

“Sun, don’t go!” I was awake
at last. “No, go I must, they’re calling
me.”
       “Who are they?”
                               Rising he said “Some
day you’ll know. They’re calling to you
too.” Darkly he rose, and then I slept.





                                Sweet Disposition - The Temper Trap



                                          Sun Drums and Soil - Four Tet



                                            Orange sky - Alexi Murdoch