Beauty wrote:
> Will Dockery wrote:
>
> I want you to know I have unsubscribed from alt.gothic and
> soc.subculture.bondage-bdsm and stripped their headers, ok?
Sure. I never knew why the bondage thing was included anyhow.
Gothic's not so bad, Johnny Cash was the Godfather of Goth... heh.
>> Shadowville is a small town in the south, creepy and gothic yet
>> littered with the cheesy claptrap
> claptrap? you mean "yada yada"?
Fast food joints and mobile homes, stuff like that.
>>> What is the Speedway?
>>
>> Literally, it refers to the old racetrack on what used to be the
>> outskirts of town, where even the ruins are covered by fast food joints
>> and houses... a "phantom" place that somehow still exists on another
>> level.
>>
>> The heyday was late 1940s-early 1950s, when the "prehistoric" NASCAR
>> held some races there... by 1957 or so the Speedway was already history
>> in that way, and many years as nature reclaimed the space it was a
>> "lover's lane" and general meetup spot for teenagers and assorted
>> weirdos.
>>
> Oh boy.
"Speedway" is another way of refereing to being caught in the "rat
race" or "life in the fast lane, surely make you lose your mind", that
kind of thing.
>>>> In a taxi watching a sporting house
>>>> Beside a Linwood vacant lot
>>>>
>>> What is a "Linwood vacant lot"?
>>
>>
http://www.historiclinwood.org/tour.htm
>>
>> Another local reference, Linwood graveyard (giving the name to the
>> surrounding area of old houses, where underword characters like pimps
>> and hookers ply their trade)... coincidentally, the graveyard was
>> another meering spot for many of the young folks and oddballs.
>>
> Cool! I love "pimps and hookers plying their trade". ;-) My divorce has
> utterly degraded me. Oh the fuck well. Can I swear in alt.magick or will
> I offend someone?
Someone is *always* "offended" on Usenet.
>>>> Silverdollar moon portspotting
>>>>
>>> portspotting?
>>
>> Observing sideways and hidden.
>>
> Aha. Voyeurism in other words.
Kind of like the scene in Taxi Driver with the guy in the backseat
observing his wife upstairs with some guy.
>>>> Constellation like a sailor's knot.
>>>>
>>>> The sky was black, ink and glitter in the night
>>>> Train whine saxophone out beyond the light
>>>> I'm in love with a ghost blue turns to grey
>>>> Put a pyramid on my head to take my pain away.
>>>>
>>>> Hazel knew the karma, she kept it in a bottle
>>>> Now I'm here on the receiving end
>>>> At least I still know how to take a joke
>>>> And laugh with none of my friends.
>>>>
>>>> Brown Reculse magic drifting around the shed
>>>>
>>> Brown Recluse is slang for what drug or drink?
>>
>> The Brown Recluse is a particularly vicious spider, the lead character
>> in the poem suspects Hazel (who sometimes takes her practice of natural
>> and practical magick to obsessive extremes) may have "sent" them in one
>> way or another.
>>
> I know that. I thought it was a slang of a drug.
Yeah, surprised someone hasn't named one of the more disgusting drugs
that.
>> --
>>
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brown_recluse_spider
>>
>> "The brown recluse spider is a venomous spider, Loxosceles reclusa, of
>> the family Sicariidae (formerly of the family Loxoscelidae). It is
>> usually between ¼ and ¾ inch (6-20mm) but may grow larger. It is
>> brown and usually has markings on the dorsal side of its cephalothorax,
>> with a black line coming from it that looks like a violin with the neck
>> of the violin pointing to the rear of the spider, resulting in the
>> nickname "fiddleback spider" or "violin spider". [...] The brown
>> recluse spider is native to the United States from the southern Midwest
>> south to the Gulf of Mexico [2] The native range lies roughly south of
>> a line from southeastern Nebraska through southern Iowa, Illinois, and
>> Indiana to southwestern Ohio. In the southern states, it is native from
>> central Texas to western Georgia. They are generally not found west of
>> the Rocky Mountains.[3] A related species, the brown violin spider
>> (Loxosceles rufescens), is found in Hawai'i.[4]"
>>
>>>> Someone has it in for me I must not lose my head
>>>> Moving with the speedo life several with me left behind
>>>> Burned too many bridges defragmented my time.
>>>>
>>>> Somewhere in time I've seen all this before
>>>> In a magazine or a dream of a distant war
>>>> Manifested destiny a manifesto and a part
>>>> All the actors still agree that ever had a heart.
>>>>
>>>> The good book and the fortune telling lady
>>>> Black tooth mojo marked index cards
>>>> Bundles over the side of Dillingham Bridge
>>>>
>>> Dillingham Bridge?
>>>> Splashing as ripples reflect from the stars.
>>>>
>>>> Hazel knew the karma she kept it in a bottle
>>>> Now I'm here on the receiving end
>>>> At least I still know how to take a joke
>>>> And laugh with none of my friends.
>>>>
>>>> -Will Dockery/Brian Fowler
>>>>
>>> Thanks, I will check our your links when I have time. I have a lot of NG
>>> to catch up on.
>>
>> And thanks for the comments/questions on the poem, Beauty!
>>
> You are most welcome. I am cross posting it to alt.usage.english for
And I'm adding my friends in the poetry groups for added fun...
> their perusal! Since we are both kooks, let us enjoy our kookiness together!
Reminds me of an old favorite song:
Kooks
Will you stay in our lovers' story
If you stay you won't be sorry
'Cause we believe in you
Soon you'll grow so take a chance
With a couple of kooks
Hung up on romancing
We bought a lot of things to keep you warm and dry
And a funny old crib on which the paint won't dry
I bought you a pair of shoes
A trumpet you can blow
And a book of rules
On what to say to people when they pick on you
'Cause if you stay with us you're gonna be pretty kooky too
CHORUS
And if you ever have to go to school
Remember how they messed up this old fool
Don't pick fights with the bullies or the cads
'Cause I'm not much cop at punching
Other people's dads
And if the homework brings you down
Then we'll throw it on the fire
And take the car downtown
-David Bowie
>> --
>> Hasty Pudding
>>
>> Moving fast but never going anywhere.
>> Snakeoil barker with no fixed address
>> Moving fast but going nowhere.
>> Took a vacation to Shadowville
>> But nobody ever seen him there.
>>
>> Mad Hatter in a dunkin' booth
>> Sneering insults and jeers.
>> Poet-clown of ill repute
>> swilled a few too many beers.
>> He co-opted Lord Byron's swagger
>> hiding behind crocodile tears.
>>
>> [interlude]
>> Doc's talking to himself again
>> But he never listens.
>> Just waiting for the night to come
>> The moon lies but he likes the way she glistens.
>>
>> Indian Batter's at the plate
>> Swinging high and wide.
>> Freakshow escapee
>> He strikes out and he swallows his pride.
>> Calls out for another boilermaker
>> Invisible Rat Pack at his side.
>>
>> Doolittle ripped up the poem
>> Threw it into the creek.
>> Holding conversations with snakes and spiders
>> And things that never sleep.
>> They said what doesn't kill you makes you stronger
>> So he breathes a sigh of relief.
>>
>> [interlude]
>> Doc's walking through the same alley again
>> But this time with good humor.
>> His crest is a big blue question mark
>> As he launches this weeks rumor...
>>
>> Hasty Pudding
>> Making one last delivery around the horn.
>> Signpainter for the underworld
>> He was created but never born.
>> Jesus turned his tapwater to George Dickel
>> It keeps him safe and warm.
>>
>> -Will Dockery/Henry Conley
>>
>> "Hasty Pudding" by Dockery-Conley:
>>
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
>>
>> Will Dockery videos:
>>
http://tinyurl.com/y4e67k
>>
>>
