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Come on, boys, ignore the irony of an all-male band lamenting patriarchy - Myth Happens

Sovay
Date: 2017-02-13 16:51
Subject: Come on, boys, ignore the irony of an all-male band lamenting patriarchy
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Music:ONSIND, "That Takes Ovaries"

So yesterday our bedroom flooded thanks to ice dams in the gutter over one of the windows. derspatchel was at work. I woke up coughing my face off, swung my feet out of bed, discovered a tributary of the Arctic Ocean. Water was running down the sides of the windowframe and dripping straight through the blinds at the top. The good news is that it did not run straight into the closet thanks to the tilt of the floor; the bad news is that it still covered a majority of the hardwood and whatever was on it at the time. Three cat toys and our nearly full clothes hamper took drowning damage, along with a manuscript in a padded envelope and a cardboard box Hestia had been shredding to nest in. Five towels gave their lives in the heroic mop-up. (The evening was marked by multiple loads of laundry.) I grabbed the phone charger out of the socket onto which water was spattering because that would have been an idiotic way to die. And all the while the snow kept coming down in huge, sticky flakes and the icicles lengthened outside the window. Currently we have a sort of sluice rigged with a heavy-duty garbage bag which appears to be keeping any further overflow out, but the fact that this happened at all does not make me happy. Broken gutters and ice dams were an issue in the last place Rob and I lived together. The property manager's husband says there will be roofers as soon as the weather's safe for it. I hope that's soon. I have a raw sore throat and I start coughing every time I try to get some real air into my lungs and the news is full of things I need to respond to and I am grouchy.

These isn't a mix so much as a bunch of songs I have been listening to on repeat. I've linked some of them before. I've also been playing Tom Lehrer more or less nonstop, so please feel free to insert your favorites anywhere in this list.

Brandi Carlile, "The Stranger at My Door"

But nothing scares me more than the stranger at my door
Who I fail to give shelter, time, and worth


Bronski Beat, "Why?"

You name me an illness, you call me a sin
Never feel guilty, never give in
Tell me why?


Bronwen Lewis & Company, "Bread and Roses"

Our lives shall not be sweated from birth until life closes
Hearts starve as well as bodies; give us bread, but give us roses


Jaggery, "What You Lack"

My nature, my culture
Do you apprehend
What you held in your hands?


Jake Xerxes Fussell, "All in Down and Out"

You ask the judge to treat you well
You offer a hundred dollars, he sends you to Atlanta
And it's hard times—what a pity, poor boy, it's hard times


Johnny Flynn, "Sweet William, Pt. 2"

So it's lucky for learning that history's yearning
Is not in repeating but for something that rhymes


Josh Ritter, "Girl in the War"

I got a girl in the war, Paul, I know that they can hear me yell
And if they can't find a way to help her, they can go to hell


K'naan, "With God on Our Side"

The set design is by God, but the costumes by the Devil
And the screenplay is adapted from a book that was embezzled


ONSIND, "Heterosexuality Is a Construct"

I'm not a heterosexual man
Not ticking your boxes, that's not who I am
No, I don't fit into your neat little plan and I never will


Pamela Means, "Maybe You Should"

My stomach's waging war with me
My scars resemble memory
I told you what's the matter, but you don't believe the answer
Now why should any woman ever be afraid?


Shearwater, "Quiet Americans"

Shake the memories out
Hide the evidence under
Piss on the world below
Like a dog that knows its name
Where are the Americans?


The Shondes, "Don't Look Down"

At night these old survival traits are always in place
You know danger, you taught me well
It's in your blood


The Spook School, "Binary"

So make them uncomfortable and challenge their ideals
'Cause their antiquated notions are blinding what's real


There are cats in this house and they purr and that's a good thing. Also I can see when I check the page that "An Obedience Experiment" has been shared (as of this post) 181 times and I know that's minuscule by the standards of the internet, but it makes me happy. It is a poem I wanted people to read. So even a little, it's working.

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asakiyume: Tambourine Cat
User: asakiyume
Date: 2017-02-14 20:43 (UTC)
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Keyword:Tambourine Cat

"Sweet William, pt. 2" has gripped me by the throat and heart. What a song. Thank you.

I hope your bedroom remains more or less dry after your intervention.

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Sovay: Sovay: David Owen
User: sovay
Date: 2017-02-15 02:25 (UTC)
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Keyword:Sovay: David Owen

"Sweet William, pt. 2" has gripped me by the throat and heart. What a song. Thank you.

You're welcome. I really love it. I have two other songs by the same artist—who is an actor as well as a musician; I saw him as Viola to Mark Rylance's Olivia in a livecast of Twelfth Night at the Globe—and they're both wonderful, but "Sweet William, Pt. 2" is the one I've been playing over and over. "Will you pick up your fiddle, young Willie? Will you pick up your fiddle and play? For the world has begun with the birth of the sun and its death the very same day."

"The Mountain Is Burning"

"Lost and Found"

I hope your bedroom remains more or less dry after your intervention.

Thank you. It has so far, so I've got my fingers crossed!

Edited at 2017-02-15 02:25 am (UTC)

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asakiyume: corvus corone
User: asakiyume
Date: 2017-02-15 07:28 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Keyword:corvus corone

I know him! I think I may have been the one who sent you "Lost and Found"--but I didn't know this song. And yeah, the lines "Will you pick up your fiddle, young Willie" (etc) are what really got me.

How neat that you saw him live.

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