21 Jun 2012
Hugh Fitzgerald
More on Purley (Croydon) and its diversions here.
21 Jun 2012
reactionry
Philandering & Creepy
Given an infinitesimal knowledge of poetry and even less of English place names, I had to Google not only Corydon, but Croydon, not to mention Phillida, but reading Phillida and Corydon (linked in MJ's post and which I missed the first time round) did manage to bring to this here untrained mind another cold (a litotes sometimes heard in Minnesota for the weather when the temperature is below zero degrees Fahrenheit is "brisk") pastoral which I had stumbled upon after reading Theodore Dalyrymple's recent "treatment" of depression and knee injuries in two recent successive postings. I parted company with TD on account of the lack of any comment on the subject of postpartum depression, a condition which if left untreated, commonly lasted approximately eighteen years and more recently because of a quest for perpetual adolescence, if not youth and due to in part to the bursting of the worldwide housing bubble (abetted by wage-depressing and house price-inflating immigrants whose presence is often justified by the effects of too few condoms bursting in European and European-descended populations), lingering much, much longer.
The risk of said melancholia (not to be confused with the trustifarian's Alexander Melloncholia) was traditionally reduced by gaining spiritual strength by kneeling on an inginocchiatoio or, for those weak in the knees, using an aspirin for contraception in a position of extreme genu valgum as was immortalized in the Olde English epic poem, Bayerwulf. From there it was but a long stump and a jump to get off the John and once again attempt to mine silver, if not gold, from Eric Reamer's John Clare's Knee and then stumble upon a maid's lament (not to be confused with The Wife's Lament, which as noted by Minnesota's Professor Anatoly Liberman, uses a word used only once by VN: uhtceare - the grief before Rosy fingered Dawn) of being undone by a wolfish womanizer, perhaps after bringing upon herself a depressing circumstance (many births are thought to occur during what was once called "the hour of the wolf) with a "Hello Sailor, new in Croydon?"
I was able to Google the lyrics for the above
but alas, and a lack of a lass's aspirin, I could not find the words for the poem (which sports, not so much a David, but the slings and Cupid's sorrows of a Little Joe Creep) referenced by Claire's Knee (which also summoned memories of an erstwhile NER writer's lamentations on account of having to, for the purpose of writing a review, "plough through" (pun intended) an over-long biography of a rustic and never even rusticated English poet), though youtubes are available.
For a nominal contribution to NER (the risk of any takers seems to be maddenly small) what is the name of the poem hinted at above and written by the named above Bard of the Northampton General Lunatic Asylum who said, "I was Byron and Shakespeare formerly"?
Tags: sailor, young, brisk, desperate circumstances, sheep herder, young David, bris, circumcised
21 Jun 2012
reactionry
"Much ado there was, God wot!"
The Lark By High Windows Slain
Oh! I have slipped the Purley gates of mirth
Put out my hand and touched the face of sod
And measured Morley's girth
And glory holes best forgot
By god
Wot rot
High Flight Makes Me Dizzy,
Gillespie Fibber Magee,
& Larkin Up A Tree
With The Ungeziefer's First LP
Tags: an aviator dying young cannot see the air speed record cut, getting the embonpoint, Dizzy Gillespie, Fibber Magee & Molly, ht MJ for wot rot, Die Flight, death's head moth, butterfly sinister, much ado about mothing, Obama says Fibber Magee is plowing his Molly in all 57 states
22 Jun 2012
reactionry
Blutidia Acoustica Ballistica
Here's the answer to the above rather obvious riddle*:
John Clare's A Brisk Young Shepherd Courted Me
We Yanks are known for our unaccountable taste for Lipton's Brisk Iced Tea and because of said lack of taste, my reaction to the clip above is not unlike Bluto's to the old English folk songe, The Riddle* Song, played by Stephen Bishop in Animal House and not immortalized in Marcel Duchamps Dude Descended Upon On A Staricase.
Tags: smash hit, boxing the bishop
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