Sunsofa - "Weepin' Willow"

Happy swinging like Room Eleven.

From Sittard.

Skunk Anansie - "My Ugly Boy"

Sounds pretty good, oldfashioned Skunk Anansie style

Amanda Palmer - "I Want You, But I Don't Need You"

(the original is by Momus, but I prefer the Amanda Palmer version.

I like you, and I'd like you to like me to like you
But I don't need you
Don't need you to want me to like you
Because if you didn't like me
I would still like you, you see
La la la
La la la

I lick you, I like you to like me to lick you
But I don't need you
Don't need you to like me to lick you
If your pleasure turned into pain
I would still lick for my personal gain
La la la
La la la

I fuck you, and I love you to love me to fuck you
But I don't fucking need you
Don't need you to need me to fuck you
If you need me to need you to fuck
That fucks everything up
La la la
La la la

I want you, and I want you to want me to want you
But I don't need you
Don't need you to need me to need you
That's just me
So take me or leave me
But please don't need me
Don't need me to need you to need me
Cos we're here one minute, the next we're dead
So love me and leave me
But try not to need me
Enough said
I want you, but I don't need you

La la la
La la la

I love you, and I love how you love how I love you
But I don't need you
Don't need you to love me to love you
If your love changed into hate
Would my love have been a mistake?
La la la
La la la

So I'm gonna leave you, and I'd like you to leave me to leave you
But lover believe me, it isn't because I don't need you (you know I don't need you)
All I wanted was to be wanted
But you're drowning me deep in your need to be needed
La la la
La la la la la la la la la

I want you, and I want you to want me to want you
But I don't need you
Don't need you to need me to need you
That's just me
So take me or leave me
But please don't need me
Don't need me to need you to need me
Cos we're here one minute, the next we're dead
So love me and leave me
But try not to need me
Enough said
I want you, but I don't need you

The Cure - "Love Song"

All married, all marrying. Yet...

ZZ Top - "Tush"

Yeah!

Françoise Hardy - "Message Personnel"

Au bout du téléphone, il y a votre voix
Et il y a des mots que je ne dirai pas
Tous ces mots qui font peur quand ils ne font pas rire
Qui sont dans trop de films, de chansons et de livres
Je voudrais vous les dire et je voudrais les vivre
Je ne le ferai pas, je veux, je ne peux pas
Je suis seule à crever, et je sais où vous êtes
J'arrive, attendez-moi, nous allons nous connaître
Préparez votre temps, pour vous j'ai tout le mien
Je voudrais arriver, je reste, je me déteste
Je n'arriverai pas, je veux, je ne peux pas
Je devrais vous parler, je devrais arriver ou je devrais dormir
J'ai peur que tu sois sourd, j'ai peur que tu sois lâche
J'ai peur d'être indiscrète
Je ne peux pas vous dire que je t'aime peut-être

Mais si tu crois un jour que tu m'aimes
Ne crois pas que tes souvenirs me gênent
Et cours, cours jusqu'à perdre haleine, viens me retrouver
Si tu crois un jour que tu m'aimes et si ce jour-là tu as de la peine
À trouver où tous ces chemins te mènent, viens me retrouver

Si le dégoût de la vie vient en toi
Si la paresse de la vie s'installe en toi, pense à moi, pense à moi

Mais si tu crois un jour que tu m'aimes
Ne le considère pas comme un problème
Et cours, cours jusqu'à perdre haleine, viens me retrouver
Si tu crois un jour que tu m'aimes, n'attends pas un jour, pas une semaine
Car tu ne sais pas où la vie t'emmène, viens me retrouver

Si le dégoût de la vie vient en toi
Si la paresse de la vie s'installe en toi, pense à moi, pense à moi

Mais si tu...

Mortuary

Bad horror!

Amusing enough, but only once.

Hanif Kureishi - "Intimacy"

Impressive novelle of the doubts and choices of a middle-aged man on the last night before he leaves his wife and their children.

Much to learn from his writing.

Audible sorting algorithm

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t8g-iYGHpEA

don't smoke while listening

Terry Pratchett - "The Carpet People"

A story written by young 19-20 yo Pratchett, co-authored by his 20 years older self.

What is "old" and "new" is, for me, impossible to say. It is definitely a Pratchett, original, wonderful storytelling, and gripping. Not as full of humour as his other books, then again, that might be me.

tiny people, living, fighting, and doing everything civilisation has invented (like lying and torture) in the Carpet, the All, the Everything...Story written by young Pratchett, edited by old Pratchett.Funny, inventive, typically Pratchett-style. Makes you wonder how much of that style has been edited in by the old Pratchett, and how of it used to be there in the original.

Admiral Radley - "I Heart California"

interesting mix of songs; singersong-writer, melancholy, rock

• I Left U Cuz I Luft U : softly rocking back and forth
• I'm All Fucked On Beer: yeah!
• Sunburn Kids

Maybeshewill - "Not For Want Of Trying"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a1nrtRLhvuQ

(and where is that guy from, again? Which film??)

Building soundscape of guitars and drums, intermingled with filmquotes.

(film: "Network", 1976)

krill.minima - "nautica"

minimalistic soundscapes, more melodious than your run-off-the-mill clicks'n'plops

Four Tet - "Angel Echoes"

Latest single of Four Tet.. repeating cut-off female voice, slow triphopbeat. Nice.

Sarah Blasko - "As Day Follows Night"

Scandinavian.

Song "Over and Over" : happy, catchy, girlie. 

Pidgeons - "Here we go magic"

Canadian band?

High, wavery voice, soundscapes

Landfill - "The Sky Is Clear"

sad, strange, curious effects, Placebo-ish.

Belgian band.

Gerrit Kouwenaar - "toen wij nog jong waren"

Toen wij nog jong waren en de wereld nog oud was
en wij in een ver land op hoge bergen stonden
en in het dal diep beneden een lange roerloze
roestige trein zagen, onbestaanbaar alleen

in het oog van een hevige leegte, riep jij
terwijl je de hemel een kushand toewierp
ik ben een reisgids kinderen
leer mij lezen

en 's avonds op het plein onder kwijnende palmen
waren er wijn en olijven en een ritselend zwijgen
uit klagende kelen en het donker was week
op het scherp van de snede, en jij
jij kocht het ondraaglijke lot van een blinde
en riep het oor drinkt

nu is het dus later, een avond na jaren, de dood
stille trein is vertrokken, de tijd van het lot
is verstreken, je reisgids ligt open

onder eendere oudere bomen drink ik
de hese stem van je woorden, hoor ik je stilte -

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'een glas om te breken', 1998.

Thom Gunn - "On The Move" (excerpt)

(excerpt)

[...]

It is part solution, after all.
One is not necessarily discord
On Earth; or damned because, half animal,
One lacks direct instinct, because one wakes
Afloat on movement that divides and breaks.
One joins the movement in a valueless world,
Crossing it, till, both hurler and the hurled,
One moves as well, always toward, toward.

A minute holds them, who have come to go:
The self-denied, astride the created will.
They burst away; the towns they travel through
Are home for neither birds nor holiness,
For birds and saints complete their purposes.
At worse, one is in motion; and at best,
Reaching no absolute, in which to rest,
One is always nearer by not keeping still.

Isobel Campbell & Mark Lanegan - "Hawk"

New album. As slow as one, familiar with their older work, would expect.

• "Come Undone" : violins, dusky
• "Get Behind Me" : swinging
• "Hawk" : uptempo, no singing
• "Sunrise" : slow, estranged

Not bad, but not particularly good either.