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Friday, February 5, 2010

"There's a blaze of light in every word."

Um. Mostly this is just to let y'all know I'm not dead! And because Babo won't get off my case about not updating. So, in short:

a) not dead
b) still love jlem
c) on amazingly long break until feb 21st, after which i will take only four classes!
d) still suck at hebrew
e) had bff come to visit, and will have another bff come to visit during Passover!
f) M is back from Europe; all other friends are gone. roommates are good. still can't understand them half the time, though.
g) IT SHOULD NOT BE THIS COLD IN THE DESERT. WHAT THE FRELL?
h) hopelessly and utterly obsessed with leonard cohen. thus, spam. (for Mombo, since my internet is too slow to actually upload stuff.)(i bet the public library has?)
i) um. pictures eventually? i suck at life.


LEONARD COHEN YOUTUBE SPAM
part one



Anthem
Ah the wars they will be fought again
The holy dove she will be caught again
Bought and sold and bought again
The dove is never free.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.

- Anthem



Dance Me To The End of Love


Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love
- Dance Me To The End of Love



Hallelujah

recorded version | alternate live version | Jeff Buckley cover
Baby I have been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you.
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
--
There's a blaze of light
In every word

It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah
- Hallelujah


Hey, That's No Way To Say Goodbye

alternate live version
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but now it's come to distances and both of us must try,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.
I'm not looking for another as I wander in my time,
walk me to the corner, our steps will always rhyme
you know my love goes with you as your love stays with me,
it's just the way it changes, like the shoreline and the sea,
but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't untie

your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.
- Hey, That's No Way To Say Goodbye


If It Be Your Will

recorded version
If it be your will that I speak no more
And my voice be still as it was before
I will speak no more
I shall abide until I am spoken for
If it be your will
That a voice be true
From this broken hill I will sing to you
From this broken hill all your praises they shall ring
If it be your will to let me sing

- If It Be Your Will


Everybody Knows

alternate live | recorded
And everybody knows that the Plague is coming
Everybody knows that it's moving fast
Everybody knows that the naked man and woman
Are just a shining artifact of the past

Everybody knows the scene is dead
But there's gonna be a meter on your bed
That will disclose
What everybody knows
- Everybody Knows


Suzanne

live in london (2008) | live 1988
Now Suzanne takes your hand
And she leads you to the river
She is wearing rags and feathers
From Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey
On our lady of the harbour
And she shows you where to look
Among the garbage and the flowers

There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love
And they will lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds the mirror
- Suzanne


Don't Go Home With Your Hard-On


Here come's your bride with her veil on
Approach her, you wretch, if you dare
Approach her, you ape with your tail on
Once you have her she'll always be there (x4)
Ah but don't go home with your hard-on
It will only drive you insane
You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown
You can't melt it down in the rain (x3)

So I work in that same beauty salon
I'm chained to the old masquerade
The lipstick, the shadow, the silicone
I follow my father's trade (x3)
Ah but don't go home with your hard-on...
- Don't Go Home With Your Hard-On


Closing Time

official video | live version

Ah we're lonely, we're romantic
and the cider's laced with acid
and the Holy Spirit's crying, "Where's the beef?"
And the moon is swimming naked
and the summer night is fragrant
with a mighty expectation of relief
So we struggle and we stagger
down the snakes and up the ladder
to the tower where the blessed hours chime
and I swear it happened just like this:
a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss
the Gates of Love they budged an inch
I can't say much has happened since

but closing time.
- Closing Time



Bird On A Wire

Like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
Like a worm on a hook,
like a knight from some old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee.
If I, if I have been unkind,
I hope that you can just let it go by.
If I, if I have been untrue
I hope you know it was never to you.
Like a baby, stillborn,
like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me.
But I swear by this song
and by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee.
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch,
he said to me, "You must not ask for so much."
And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door,
she cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?"
Oh like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.

- Bird On A Wire

Monday, August 10, 2009

"If you're a Cylon, I'd like to know." "If I'm a Cylon, you're really screwed."



More later; for now - photo albums!

New York - with Mombo! features tall buildings, La MaMa ETC, random "artsy" shots and Mom, looking annoyed. <3

Kfar Saba - with Gili and O., cameos by Munchkin the Cat and Choompas the Dog! also includes an adorable baby and her Ima.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

"It's all right to have butterflies in your stomach. Just get them to fly in formation." - Dr. Rob Gilbert

Brain too tired for coherency. Also, no spell check on this computer. Be forwarned.

- Night before - 4 hours sleep. Anxiety! Sweet text from Babo.

- Flight - 10 hours. Sat next to Philipino dude. Very nice. Everyone spent most of the time with their headphones in. Did not sleep much. El Al forgot I was vegan. Did not eat much either. How long will it take Mombo to send a nasty email? *g*

- No customs! Holla.

- Bus ride - 1 hour. Made us fill out forms. Missed most of the view.

- Housing - Gross. Gross, gross, gross and for good measure some more gross. Dude that lives there is naaaaassty. I think the tile is growing stuff. Ew ew ew. Must have Gili take me shopping for animal friendly cleaning supplies. Babo, you think MY dorm was bad? This is a whole other level of disgusting. (I think I live with all dudes!)(And by live with, I mean there's a common area/kitchen we all share, and then everyone has their own bedroom.)(It looks rather like a prison cell. People at the front of campus at least get a view of the Haram al-Sharif. I see the back parking lot, and a lovely set of dumpsters.)

- Going on campus tour/to orientation/potential shopping excursion later. Will see whether my eyes stay open.

- ALSO. NO INTERNET IN MY DORM. I DIE NOW. DIE. This post brought to you by a public terminal. Charlie will feel so abandoned! MUST RECTIFY SOME WAY. (I imagine this involves talking to the nasty dude that lives with us.)(Other dude I met seems nice and clean and potentially not straight. We shall see.)

- Went grocery shopping. Babo will appreciate this: bread, peanut butter, jelly, and grapes. (The hummus wasn't labeled in English! Must get Gili to buy food with me.)

- Gonna go. Gotta pee. More later when brain works.

- Love to all.

Friday, July 31, 2009

"Cease to ask what the morrow will bring forth. And set down as gain each day that Fortune grants."

Leaving for NY tomorrow. Two days in the city with امي, then it's group flight time! Party-hardy. Ten hours. With total strangers that I'm to bond with and make insta!friends. (Just add hot water?)

Think I can shove my inner nerd down and be a normal human being for at least a few hours? Or should I head the words of Tutor Turtle? Folks what do dis... yeah, yeah, we know. Tutor Turtle obviously never had to make bffs with the cool kids. (Oh, please oh please let there be a sci-fi geek. Please oh please.)

We shall see if retail really is for suckas.

In the meantime:

Places I Must Drag My Mother To In NY
- Bethesda
- Vegan joint / Strand
- Camera store (...I really need to do research on that. Oops.)
- A wave to La MaMa?
- Shoes?
- Last minute items?


PS to Self: Don't forget your black folder, doofus. You know, the one with your passport and Visa and money? That could come in handy.
PPS: Jeeze, Horace. Pretentious, much?

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