“Now I rock a house party at the drop of a hat
I beat a biter down with an aluminum bat”Like the bite of a tragic madeleine cake, the news of the death of Adam “MCA” Yauch of the Beastie Boys triggered a whirlwind of music-related memories and emotions. I have to confess that I heard Rhymin’…
“Now I rock a house party at the drop of a hat
I beat a biter down with an aluminum bat”Like the bite of a tragic madeleine cake, the news of the death of Adam “MCA” Yauch of the Beastie Boys triggered a whirlwind of music-related memories and emotions. I have to confess that I heard Rhymin’…
For those who missed the “huddled masses” allusion describing the mixed crowd at the François Hollande rally (below), this is the plaque at the base of the Statue of Liberty in New York Harbor. Although the statue was given to the United States by France, the sentiments of this elegant sonnet are not widely felt nor understood by many of the French, nor, for that matter, by many Americans.
The New Collosus
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
So, i’ve had a revelation these past couple of days, and i really feel the need to draw attention to the results here.
Theres a perfectly valid reason why i dont usually enjoy the idea of a “collaboration” … allthough you can rest assure whatever collaborations i have done in the past were the…
