“Was not their mistake once more bred of the life of slavery that they had been living?—a life which was always looking upon everything, except mankind, animate and inanimate—‘nature,’ as people used to call it—as one thing, and mankind as another, it was natural to people thinking in this way, that they should try to make ‘nature’ their slave, since they thought ‘nature’ was something outside them” — William Morris


Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Stupidly Happy



Andy Partridge is such a fine lyricist. “No nothing's not wrong.” Parse that! And now I'm three degrees of separation away from my hero. One of my new acquaintances has a friend whose painting hangs on Andy's kitchen wall.

And that guitar riff, and the coda, so reminiscent of English church bells ringing the changes, are to die for.

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