WAS my Blog (Hey! I’m not really a blog I’m a magazine - but not your usual sort of) Magazine. BLOGZINE. It's stopped being anything now, as of April 9, 2008.
But what is online stays online, and what's here is what happened while it was happening. The Chinese above, in Pinyin, is huānyíng, and it means “Welcome” and it’s meant. The girl (pictured) is my television lawyer, just in case. E&D is (or was) a mix of poetry & reviews and sometimes charmingly gentle rhubarb (sometimes with hot custard); it has a heart of rolled gold & the word ‘acerbic’ (is that related to ‘cynical’?) doesn't come into it. There are music reviews too, of gigs at the local music halls. This bit was on hold for a while because I was in China for two years, but now I'm not, though I'm going back soon. Anyway, everything here is all a kind of mysterious (I’d like to say it’s sensuous but it isn’t) zone of gentle & benign happiness (whatever the hell 'happiness' is), where headaches disappear & people are friends, & your shoes never need cleaning, & I hope you enjoy it.
This is a re-designed site, launched in October 2006. You can view the original website, and all the stuff published there, by clicking here.
Oh, & if you want to find out about my poetry, please go to my Home-From-Home which is a site almost as heavenly as this one.
E&D is no longer accepting submissions of work for publication.
Remember That I Love You by Kimya Dawson
Sample track: Loose Lips [Listen]
Kimya Dawson features heavily on the "Juno" soundtrack, a soundtrack that's as wonderful as the movie. This LP is ok, too. It gets a little trying in places, but it's generally ok.
Dig!!! Lazarus, Dig!!! by Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
Sample track: More News From Nowhere [Listen]
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......... I was chatting online with a student here at the university – not one of my students but someone I know pretty well, and she said it was weird when I messaged her because at that moment she was reading this and (although she didn’t say it in these words) trying to make head or tail of it. I think she wanted to say “What the fuck is this about?” but was too polite. When I explained that all the names were of female British singers (or almost; I’m not sure Winfred Atwell ever sang) from my childhood and teenage years, and if you ignore the names almost all the situations in it are genuinely autobiographical, she was a little clearer as to what it was about, but I think she’s still a long way from Clarity City, which puts her pretty much in the same place as me a lot of the time. But she’s also in a good enquiring place, and it’s beautiful to see someone tackling something with a genuinely enquiring mind (not to mention in their second language).
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'it’s beautiful to see someone tackling something with a genuinely enquiring mind' - it sounds almost like you're surprised to see this 'genuine enquiring' - as opposed to pretending to enquire? as opposed to enquiring because they think they should, but really couldn't give a damn? :/
'it’s beautiful to see someone tackling something with a genuinely enquiring mind' - it sounds almost like you're surprised to see this 'genuine enquiring' - as opposed to pretending to enquire? as opposed to enquiring because they think they should, but really couldn't give a damn? :/
Posted by: Katy | June 15, 2007 at 19:45