The set list from Guided by Voices’ terrific show in Denver last night. Forty-eight songs. No filler.
The run from from “He Rises! Our Union Bellboy” to “Cut-Out Witch” was particularly good.
More than 300 etchings by William Blake have been discovered in a library at the University of Manchester. Here’s one that illustrates a passage from a poem by Edward Young:
The keen vibration of bright truth — is hell:
Just definition! though by schools untaught.
Maria Popova unearths a lovely British schoolbook on maps from the Sixties. My favorite page is Page 23:
It’s like a cross between a Pennsylvania Dutch hex sign and an Elizabeth Bishop poem.
We’re at that teasing time of year when everything freezes overnight and thaws again by noon. It’s Robert Frost weather:
I cannot rub the strangeness from my sight
I got from looking through a pane of glass
I skimmed this morning from the drinking trough
And held against the world of hoary grass.
It melted, and I let it fall and break.
Each line takes you further into uncanniness, but it’s the uncanniness of the world as it is.