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Cantus in memoriam

We all know the taste of our own tears
And your tears taste very much like mine
She held my hand so tightly that my fingers slept
Or maybe it was him, sitting on the other side
Who squeezed so hard
up, down, left, right, me, you, him, her, them
Somebody was singing Ave Maria
And in the echoes all those distinctions blurred with rainbow light

I stood at the podium and butchered a poem
While looking only at the coffin
My sobs rendered most words incoherent
But funerals are for grieving, not performances
To grieve forcefully, incoherently, is a potent invitation
Join me with your tears.

Two years earlier, when the spectre of death already loomed large
One composer’s contemplation of silence punctured me
With its persistent bell and an endless descent
One composer mourning a meeting that never happened
And in that moment I wondered if we ever truly meet
When all we ever hear are echoes.

Daily Reason to Dance

Reason to Dance: Mr Tambourine Man

Mr. Tambourine Man (Live at the Newport Folk Festival. 1964)
Bob Dylan

Then take me disappearin’ through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow

Full lyrics:

I was inspired to look up the video while reading the OpenCulture abstract about a video of Johnny Depp reading letters of Hunter S Thompson. Read the OpenCulture page about it, but here’s the first video:

I found the Johnny Depp video while watching OpenCulture’s video of a “Jerry Springer-esque clip” of Hunter S Thompson being confronted by a Hell’s Angel on Canadian television. During the confrontation, the audience seems completely comfortable with the assertion that beating your spouse is necessary while beating a dog is wrong.

Again, I recommend reading the OpenCulture page about it, but here’s the video.

Daily Reason to Dance

daily reason to dance: Baianá


This one’s a bit different.  Listen to this first (better audio) then watch the video to see how they perform it.

I stumbled across this track in 2006 on a mix of samba music in a podcast called Samba do Crioulo Doido.  The podcast didn’t have any information about the tracks and after a few months the podcast didn’t exist any more.  For years, with only the audio to run on, I periodically scoured the web for hints of who had recorded the track.  I played it for audiophile friends and even tried using shazam to recognize it when the app first launched.  No bones.

For obvious reasons, this song is permanently ensconced in my mind’s list of the top 5 most danceable tracks.  When I started assembling the list of reasons to dance, it was one of the first I wrote down, but I wasn’t sure how to share it.  At first, I sliced out the bit from the podcast mix and uploaded it to grooveshark, but then I figured it was worth giving Shazam another try.  After all, their catalog has improved over the years.  I played the track, pointed my phone at it, and to my disbelief some track details came up.  The group is called Barbatuques.  Ah!  After nearly 6 years, I finally knew the name of one of my favorite bands.


Daily Reason to Dance

daily reason to dance: Super Bass

Super Bass
Nicki Minaj

You’ve got to come down slowly off such heights of meaningless shenanigans as Detroit Grand Poobahs.  Staying with the comically naughty but taking it upbeat.  He cold, he dope, he might sell coke / … / He a muthafuckin trip trip, sailor of the ship, ship. / When he make it drip, drip kiss him on the lip, lip. / … / He ain’t even gotta try to put the mac on / He just gotta give me that look, when he give me that look / Then the panties comin’ off, off, unh / …