tender interval
-V.N.
How true.
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There is a moment in Pale Fire when Nabokov is describing streets…if I remember correctly, one is called Goldsworth and the other Wordsmith. Switch them up and you get Wordsworth, Goldsmith. Did Nabokov adore Wordsworth? Was this intentional? (English major, can’t help but pick it all apart).
Jeremy Irons reading Wordsworth’s “Daffodils.”
Unfortunately this piece has to be cut into tracks so it’s an awkward entrance, but this segment is so mindblowing…and those rhythms in the opening bars—I’ve known good orchestras who literally had to spend days getting those right! But the most amazing thing is the 7ths and their offbeat placement…tearing the American Dream and its folk song to shreds. Aaron, you are God. Conducted by Lenny and the NYPO (who the fuck else). PS This whole piece is my birth place.
Dress Lamp Tree by Tim Walker (via Sailor Cherry)
Bach is God.
Confessions to be Traced on a Birthday Cake
by Ogden Nash (1902-71)
Lots of people are richer than me,
Yet pay a slenderer tax;
Their annual levy seems to wane
While their income seems to wax.
Lots of people have stocks and bonds
To further their romances;
I?ve cashed my ultimate Savings Stamp ?
But nobody else has Frances.
Lots of people are stronger than me,
With greater athletic menaces;
They poise like gods on diving boards
And win their golfs and tennises.
Lots of people have lots more grace
And cut fine figures at dances,
While I was born with galoshes on ?
But nobody else has Frances.
Lots of people are wiser than me,
And carry within their cranium
The implications of Stein and Joyce
And the properties of uranium.
They know the mileage to every star
In the heaven?s vast expanses;
I?m inclined to believe that the world is flat ?
But nobody else has Frances.
Speaking of wisdom and wealth and grace ?
As recently I have dared to ?
There are lots of people compared to whom
I?d rather not be compared to.
There are people I ought to wish I was;
But under the circumstances,
I prefer to continue my life as me ?
For nobody else has Frances.
Sibelius
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UTTERLY RIDICULOUS MAKESHIFT HALLOWEEN COSTUME. I’m a sugarplum fairy. My wand is elsewhere. See the wings? (via nadej_baptiste)
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Di Wolfgang Mozart
Mozart
