September 14th, 2009 / 4:35 pm
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Matthew Simmons
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Aw, Jim. We salute you, brother.
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bL7QyMoh01A
(No snark here. I love this song.)
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bL7QyMoh01A
(No snark here. I love this song.)
I’m gonna miss him.
I’m gonna miss him.
i credit the basketball diaries with getting me off the dragon’s tail. true, long story.
i credit the basketball diaries with getting me off the dragon’s tail. true, long story.
Fuck yes. This death pains me.
Fuck yes. This death pains me.
There will always be a poem
I will climb on top of it and come
In and out of time,
Cocking my head to the side slightly,
As I finish shaking, melting then
Into its body, its soft skin
–Jim Carroll, “Poem”
from Void of Course
There will always be a poem
I will climb on top of it and come
In and out of time,
Cocking my head to the side slightly,
As I finish shaking, melting then
Into its body, its soft skin
–Jim Carroll, “Poem”
from Void of Course
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lBbuPnfG0Vo
this is too good
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lBbuPnfG0Vo
this is too good
great great song.
great great song.
I love Jim Carroll. Really, really sad to hear that he died. Love his poetry and prose, and his stuff was a big influence / inspiration to me. “Forced Entries” is a really amazing, and under appreciated book.
They can’t touch me now
I got every sacrament behind me:
I got baptism,
I got communion,
I got penance,
I got extreme unction
I’ve got confirmation
‘Cause I’m a Catholic child
The blood ran red
The blood ran wild!
Now I’m a Catholic man
I put my tongue to the rail whenever I can.
I love Jim Carroll. Really, really sad to hear that he died. Love his poetry and prose, and his stuff was a big influence / inspiration to me. “Forced Entries” is a really amazing, and under appreciated book.
They can’t touch me now
I got every sacrament behind me:
I got baptism,
I got communion,
I got penance,
I got extreme unction
I’ve got confirmation
‘Cause I’m a Catholic child
The blood ran red
The blood ran wild!
Now I’m a Catholic man
I put my tongue to the rail whenever I can.
I loved him too. Living in NYC in the 80’s, I listened to his records constantly. The perfect soundtrack to the life I was leading. Didn’t read his work till later.
I crawl across the bed
Playing the radio low
Trying to forget
What I already know
And I want to sleep
But the song never ends
It comes from a place
Where they dance the night away
I loved him too. Living in NYC in the 80’s, I listened to his records constantly. The perfect soundtrack to the life I was leading. Didn’t read his work till later.
I crawl across the bed
Playing the radio low
Trying to forget
What I already know
And I want to sleep
But the song never ends
It comes from a place
Where they dance the night away