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This is where my thoughts pool as a reservoir of miscellany and peculiarity. It's actually not my brain that's dripping -- it's my soul that's leaking. It's really no big deal.
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- the effect of this symphony...
- I'm hesitantly intrigued...
- brain power
- reading William Crawford
- Badiou said:
- Derrida said:
- Summertime -- Edward Hopper
- Matvei Yankelevich said this...
- who would win in a fight...
- from that article on Benjamin...
- it's a crying shame
- Henri Dutilleux -- Cello Concerto
- and speaking of Benjamin...
- a Walter Benjamin blog
- Asja Lācis
- Regina Walker -- photographer
- The Sandman #51
- THE UNCOVERING (Chapter 1)
- it's way past time...
- words flail...
- certain men's tennis shoes piss me off
- False alarm! False alarm!
- across from the hospital
- Chopin's Ballade No. 4
- The Winter Men
- To Russia, with Love
- Anything worth doing...
- a fishy case of aestheticization
- fragment on Sebald
- just one of those things...
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- fantasy & meaning
- deep thoughts
- I've been Žižek'd
- a nice Kandinsky essay
- Oistrakh -- Tchaikovsky's Violin Concerto
- mostly hot air
- Schumann's Fantasy Pieces
- unforgettable
- I scraped up some dollars...
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Yo Yo Ma makes every nerve and cell of mine weep from the sheer beauty of his art.
ReplyDeleteI agree. He has a natural and expressive musicality. Such a brilliant cellist.
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