Disruptive Juxtaposition

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Wherever fortune flings it, it strikes root

Neutral Milk Hotel, On Avery Island.

Danielson, Ships.

Joe Henry, Tiny Voices.

Sonny Rollins, The Bridge.


"Like the rest, we shall go for our husks on Judgment Day,
but not that we may wear them, for it is not just
that a man be given what he has thrown away.

Here shall we drag them and in this mournful glade
our bodies will dangle to the end of time,
each on the thorns of its tormented shade."

~ Inferno, Canto XIII.


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