Proposed: that any Mountain Goats fan who reblogs this will list their own top five/most personally meaningful MG songs, and no list will contain more than two songs in common. You don’t need to explain why they’re meaningful; just list them. Here’s mine:
Heretic Pride (and I start laughing like a child/and I mark their faces one by one/transfiguration’s gonna come for me at last/and I will burn hotter than the sun)
You Were Cool (we held on to hope of better days coming/and when we did we were right/I hope the people who did you wrong/have trouble sleeping at night)
Cotton (this song is for the people/who tell their families that they’re sorry/for things they can’t and won’t feel sorry for)
Up the Wolves (our mother has been absent/ever since we founded Rome/but there’s gonna be a party when the wolf comes home)
Amy aka Spent Gladiator 1 (play with matches if you think you need to play with matches/seek out the hidden places where the fire burns hot and bright/find where the heat’s unbearable and stay there if you have to/don’t hurt anybody on your way up to the light)
Oh hey this is pretty cool.
Absolute Lithops Effect (my insides are pink and raw/and it hurts me when i move my jaw/but i am taking tiny steps forward/and i… i feel sure that my wounds will heal/and i, i will bloom here in my room.)
Amy aka Spent Gladiator 1 (Just Stay Alive (also I hide down in my corner/because I like my corner))
Proverbs 6:27 (and treat each crushing moment like a gift/and wait for the fog to lift)
Wild Sage (And when somebody asks if I’m ok/I don’t know what to say/And along the highway/From cast-off innumerable seeds/Wild sage growing in the weeds)
Island Garden Song (i will sail to the far shore/and i will chop a hole in the hull too big to repair/and i will turn the soil with my hands/and i will make my home there)
1. Cry for Judas (Sad and angry/can’t learn how to behave/still won’t know how/in the darkness of the grave)
2. Birth of Serpents (see that young man who dwells in his body like an uninvited guest)
3. Carmen Cicero (And there’s a road that starts right here/that leads clear up to saskatchewan/and I’ve got a full tank/and a 67 mustang)
4. The Day the Aliens Came (The rooftops and the sidewalks/ are gonna melt like plastic/and oh friends old friends dear friends/I’m gonna look fantastic)
5. The Young Thousands (The things that you’ve got coming will consume you)(There are brighter things than diamonds/coming down the line)
1. against pollution (when the last days come/we shall see visions/more vivid than sunsets/brighter than stars/we will recognize each other/and see ourselves for the first time/the way we really are)
2. the mummy’s hand (if you prick us, don’t it sting?/if you kick us, won’t it hurt?) (i’ve been trapped too long/underneath the ground/in the hollow darkness/but ain’t no grave gonna hold my body down)
3. if you see light (and no one knows how to keep secrets ‘round here/they tell everyone everything soon as they know/and then where is there left for poor sinners to go?)
4. daniel 12:8 (third) (feel the fear in my chest all day/praise you anyway) (when it comes my time for the laying on of hands/let me feel the blow when it lands)
5. prowl, great cain (sometimes a great wave of forgetfulness rises up and blesses me/and other times the sickness howls and i despair of any remedy)
honorary #6: all of moon colony bloodbath. ALL of it.
1. the best ever death metal band in denton (hail satan!!!)
2. no children (our friends say it’s darkest before the sun rises/we’re pretty sure they’re all wrong)
3. old college try (like a trashcan fire in a prison cell/like the searchlights in the parking lots of hell)
4. dilaudid (if we get our full three-score and ten/we won’t pass this way again)
5. oceanographer’s choice (look at that, would you look at that?/the way the ceiling starts to swerve)
“Part of me has always craved a pain so visible—so irrefutable and physically inescapable—that everyone would have to notice. But my sadness about the abortion was never a convulsion. There was never a scene. No frothing at the mouth. I was almost relieved, three days after the procedure, when I started to hurt. It was worst at night, the cramping. But at least I knew what I felt. I wouldn’t have to figure out how to explain. Like Stephanie, who didn’t talk about her grief because her seizures were already pronouncing it—slantwise, in a private language, but still—granting it substance and choreography.”—The Empathy Exams, Leslie Jamison (via zephyrean)
have you read the rest of the empathy exams, the collection? i adore the title essay and though i was enh on a couple of the essays, i thought the collection was interesting overall
no! i wanna read it a lot though
i loved ‘the empathy exams’ and liked ‘devil’s bait’ and ‘a grand unified theory of female pain’ which didn’t entiiirely resonate with me, for reasons, but it was long and thought-provoking; the things i didn’t like were more the travelogues and travelogue-y ones, for reasons i can only sum up as ‘obnoxious joan didion vibe’ to anyone who’s read joan didion travelogues and/or ‘some dreamers of the golden dream’ and dislikes them for the same reason i do (ie trying to wring contrived meaning out of other people’s landscapes)—but wow, ‘the empathy exams’ itself was SUPER good.
In June 2007, The BRUNKRISSLA bedding notes said, “Brightens up your grad’s dorm. Unlike a creepy gothic room-mate, who can be a bad influence.” Members of the goth subculture took offence at the stereotype.
will you please draw something along the lines of annie admitting to eren that she admires him/has changed her mind about him from thinking that he was just an idiot? or something from the scene when she tells marlow how she respected eren?