Swamped by kjb
There is the rare occasion that I wimp out on a regular Old Postcard Wednesday post. I'm just a bit too swamped to do justice to any of the old postcards waiting in line, so I ask your indulgence in a bit of a divergence today.
While thinking about feeling swamped I thought it necessary to find a suitable image (above)......
which led me to finding a suitable quote......
Since the big band started I'm just always swamped with movies and things. It certainly pays the bills and it's very satisfying, because I get to write all these big charts and all this crazy music.
--Brian Setzer
.....which led me to finding a suitable video......
I wish everyone a good mid-week pause in your own busy lives. Hope to see you here next week for OPW.
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7 comments:
Hey - you know that you don't need to fret if you can't always make OPW. Take whatever time you need
I'm not sure if it will help - but i found you the lyrics for the song "Swamp" by Talking Heads, a magnificently dark tune...
Now lemme tell you a story
The devil he has a plan
A bag a' bones in his pocket
Got anything you want
No dust and no rocks
The whole thing is over
All these beauties in solid motion
All those beauties, gonna swallow you up
Hi hi hi hi hi,
One time too many
Too far to go
I- We come to take you home
And when they split those atoms
It's hotter than the sun
Blood is a special substance
They gonna pray for that man
So wake up young lovers
The whole thing is over
Watch but touch monkeys
All that blood, gonna swallow you whole
Hi hi hi hi hi
What's that? Who's driving?
Where we goin'? Who knows?
I- We come to take you home
How many people do you think I am
[| From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/t/talking-heads-lyrics/swamp-lyrics.html |]
Pretend I am somebody else
You can pretend I'm and old millionaire
A millionaire washing his hands
Rattle the bones, dreams that stick out
A medical chart on the wall
Soft violence and hands touch your throat
Ev'ryone wants to explode
And when your hands get dirty
Nobody knows you at all
Don't have a window to slip out of
Lights on, nobody home
Click click- see ya later
Beta beta- no time to rest
Pika pika- risky business
All that blood, will never cover that mess.
Hi hi hi hi hi
So soft hard feelings
What's that, who's driving
No tricks lets go
I- We come to take you home
I- We come to take you home
Hi hi hi hi hi
etc.
Hey, I was swamped part of last week
which set me up for being behind
until yesterday! don't worry "This too shall pass" ! :)
gorgeous swampy spring shot! and the music/video link was so smart! Thanks!
Swamp is such a powerful word when you think about it.
The swamp is multi-sensory.
You can smell swamp.
Feel it's wetness on your skin.
Hear its oozing.
It tastes very organic.
Swamp doesn't just touch you,
it sucks on you.
It is as though it wants you
to be part of it.
And it is quite foggy
except
for the will o' the wisps
that flare up
now and then
as ghostly blue fires.
I am in the swamp of my dog's dying. And tomorrow I must put her down. That is my current swamp.
We're prepared to indulge you in whatever thoughts and visions you have. Even if it is a vision of guilt-free living, without doing an "OLd Postcard Wednesday."
There will be other Wednesdays. I hope.
It looks all your choices are suitable!! Very beautiful indeed!!!
Pixies~ Thanks for the kind pass on OPW. :) And for those lyrics, too. I'd say they top off this post!
izzy~ Such an inspiration you are, most definitely!
Kathe~ I am glad you enjoyed this! Appreciate it.
mythopolis~ I left a message for you at your blog but wanted to note the passing hours you are now spending with your dog. My heart goes out to you and I've been thinking about you two all night.
The poem was astonishingly beautiful. Makes me feel as if I have actually seen a real swamp, which I have not. Thank you and bless bless.
Rob-bear~ Loved your comment muchly. Honeybear hugs to you.
Phivos~ It has been a long time since you left a comment here and it was great fun!
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