Wednesday, September 29, 2010

KBYD September 29, 2010

Playlist:

Expensive Karma - The Ether
Devil's Spoke - Laura Marling
Devil's Triangle - Primitive Radio Gods
Drink and the Devil - Death To The Strange
Devil’s Dancefloor -Pete Roe
Hot Freaks - Guided By Voices
Journal of Ardency - Class Actress
Making Time - The Creation
You Take My Freedom - The Jasmine Minks
Kaleidoscope - Ride
Why Does Love Do This To Me - the exponents
Crazy? Yes! Dumb? No! - The Mint Chicks
Take it with you - Evil J & Saint Cecilia
Can't Get Enough - Supergroove
I feel possessed - Crowded House
Diamonds For Her - Superman lovers

(Devilish tracks, Creation records-related tunes, New Zealand music and more)

Show archive [mixcloud.com]


Poems:

Lucifer in Starlight
by George Meredith

On a starred night Prince Lucifer uprose.
Tired of his dark dominion swung the fiend
Above the rolling ball in cloud part screened,
Where sinners hugged their spectre of repose.
Poor prey to his hot fit of pride were those.
And now upon his western wing he leaned,
Now his huge bulk o'er Afric's sands careened,
Now the black planet shadowed Arctic snows.
Soaring through wider zones that pricked his scars
With memory of the old revolt from Awe,
He reached a middle height, and at the stars,
Which are the brain of heaven, he looked, and sank.
Around the ancient track marched, rank on rank,
The army of unalterable law.


From Modern Love
George Meredith

II
It ended, and the morrow brought the task.
Her eyes were guilty gates, that let him in
By shutting all too zealous for their sin:
Each sucked a secret, and each wore a mask.
But, oh, the bitter taste her beauty had!
He sickened as at breath of poison-flowers:
A languid humour stole among the hours,
And if their smiles encountered, he went mad,
And raged deep inward, till the light was brown
Before his vision, and the world forgot,
Looked wicked as some old dull murder-spot.
A star with lurid beams, she seemed to crown
The pit of infamy: and then again
He fained on his vengefulness, and strove
To ape the magnanimity of love,
And smote himself, a shuddering heap of pain.

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