THE MODERN UNDERGROUND IS WHERE IT'S AT

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Thursday May 09, 2013, 02:31 AM PDT


I took Tuesday off work. I got up, got ready, started to make my journey and got most of the way on the train when I thought it would seriously be better if I did leave work alone just for one day and rest a back that was giving me some grief and had been very very sore and sometimes painful at work on the Monday.

I stayed on the train all the way to the city, changed trains to Bondi Junction and then waited for the 380 bus to Bondi Beach.

This is where I lived from the age of 20 for a while. After a bit, I decided to take an old walking route back through a few streets to where I lived with my gf and two other gals in 1979. Back away from the beach a lot has remained the same as it was over three decades gone.

I came to a little park with swings and a slippery dip and the shade of trees. Here is where I would sometimes come and read the paper, or the New Musical Express, or maybe pen an airmail to a friend in the States.

And sometimes, a few years on, here I would sometimes bring my little boy to play and maybe there'd be another kid or two there. In a little park. Back from the beach. On a quiet day. When I was a young man. A young man a good few years younger than my boy, my grown son, is now.

Memories came flooding back. Some vivid. Some like echoes. I have no ghosts here. Everyone I knew is gone. I myself am gone. I daydream of days long long past and at my age it all seems so beautiful....so sad to know I can't go back....that the only real ghost here now is me...come to haunt.....for moments.

Now I can understand people my age wishing to find - and finding - what they find in their celebration of the times of their youth, of all those fresh, new things all gone.

But man....what is it with all these people who mourn for a time

THAT

THEY WEREN'T

EVEN

A

FUCKING

PART

OF.

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Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows.
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?

That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.

****** MY NAME HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE BLIND NEW YORK VIKING STREET MUSICIAN DUDE******



Ma jeunesse fout l'camp
Tout au long d'un poème
Et d'une rime à l'autre
Elle va bras ballants
Ma jeunesse fout l'camp
A la morte fontaine
Et les coupeurs d'osier
Moissonnent mes vingt ans

Nous n'irons plus au bois
La chanson du poète
Le refrain de deux sous
Les vers de mirliton
Qu'on chantait en rêvant
Aux garçons de la fête
J'en oublie jusqu'au nom
J'en oublie jusqu'au nom

Nous n'irons plus au bois
Chercher la violette
La pluie tombe aujourd'hui
Qui efface nos pas
Les enfants ont pourtant
Des chansons plein la tête
Mais je ne les sais pas
Mais je ne les sais pas

Ma jeunesse fout l'camp
Sur un air de guitare
Elle sort de moi même
En silence à pas lents
Ma jeunesse fout l'camp
Elle a rompu l'amarre
Elle a dans ses cheveux
Les fleurs de mes vingt ans

Nous n'irons plus au bois
Voici venir l'automne
J'attendrai le printemps
En effeuillant l'ennui
Il ne reviendra plus
Et si mon cœur frissonne
C'est que descend la nuit
C'est que descend la nuit

Nous n'irons plus au bois
Nous n'irons plus ensemble
Ma jeunesse fout l'camp
Au rythme de tes pas
Si tu savais pourtant
Comme elle te ressemble
Mais tu ne le sais pas
Mais tu ne le sais pas

[03:47] <Deathwing> the hound's mental functions declining rapidly

In Good Company <:o)

I ALWAYS MAKE SURE TO GET A WEEKLY DOSE OF WFMU's Downtown Soulville with Mr Finewine

11:29] <swineflu> MOON
[11:29] <swineflu> MOON
[11:29] <satellitemoon> yes?
[11:29] <swineflu> IT SUCH A NICE NIG?HT OUT MOON
[11:29] <swineflu> WARM, WINDY
[11:30] <satellitemoon> wow
[11:30] <satellitemoon> i can almost hear the chord changes to that
[11:30] <satellitemoon> [11:29] <swineflu> MOON A minor
[11:31] <satellitemoon> [11:29] <swineflu> MOON E minor....
[11:32] <satellitemoon> [11:29] <swineflu> IT SUCH A NICE Fmaj7th
[11:32] <satellitemoon> NIG?HT OUT MOON Gsus4
[11:33] <satellitemoon> [11:29] <swineflu> WARM, C
[11:33] <satellitemoon> WINDY C descending B
[11:34] <swineflu> wATY THE CRPA


buzzard> we were discussing best track, not best 3 tracks u fucking scum
[04:52] <buzzard> especially when i fucking recognize one of those 3 tracks as the 2nd best, if not the best, tracks on the fucking album
[04:52] <moondoggie> .....r ight
[04:54] <buzzard> wat u mean right you fucking canine bitch
[04:54] <moondoggie> wait
[04:56] <moondoggie> right
[04:56] <moondoggie> now i have two hands free
[04:56] <buzzard>
[04:56] <moondoggie> i was talking on the phone to a dumbass Australian Federal Govt department just then while i was typing
[04:57] <buzzard> good
[04:57] <moondoggie> where were we
[04:57] <moondoggie> those are three best
[04:58] <buzzard> no
[04:58] <buzzard> night time alone is best
[04:58] <buzzard> kanga is second
[04:58] <buzzard> maybe blue moon is 3rd, maybe it isn't.
[04:58] <moondoggie> everybody go on about kanga fuckin roo and holocaust coz they fuken white boy angst ridden dopes who love joy division and depressing shit so they jump up and down abiut fuken holocaust and how it messed up ooh ooh ooh
[04:58] <buzzard> no
[04:59] <buzzard> moondoggie, holocaust is the worst big star song
[04:59] <moondoggie> and they ignore beautiful 3some of tracks
[04:59] <buzzard> kangaroo has no fucking relation
[04:59] <buzzard> i dont ignore them you fucking cunt
[04:59] <moondoggie> oh it kinda does, musically
[05:00] <moondoggie> hey!!
[05:00] <buzzard> no
[05:00] <moondoggie> are you 'they'
[05:00] <moondoggie> DID I SAY YOU WERE THEY DUMB OL HARE NO I DIDNOT HARE
[05:01] * moondoggie np: Alva 'Reggie' Lewis and The Upsetters - natty natty version
[05:02] <buzzard> foolish fucking dog
[05:03] <moondoggie> y
[05:03] <buzzard> idk
[05:03] <buzzard> WHERE WERE WE
[05:03] <moondoggie> oh that not good enough
[05:04] <moondoggie> "idk"
[05:04] <buzzard> KIZZA ME IS NOT THAT GREAT OF A TRACK COMPARED TO THE REST OF THEIR WORK
[05:04] <moondoggie> foolish dog y "idk"
[05:04] <buzzard> FEMME FATAL IS NOT THAT GOOD MOON DOGGIE
[05:05] <moondoggie> femme fatale is a cover version
[05:05] <moondoggie> doesnt count
[05:05] <buzzard> NO SHIT
[05:05] <buzzard> EXACTLY
[05:05] <moondoggie> and 'Kizza Me' is kinda special really
[05:05] <buzzard> #1 RECORD, RADIO CITY DONT HAVE SCUMMY NICO COVERS
[05:06] <moondoggie>
[05:06] <moondoggie> stop yelling
[05:06] <moondoggie> i sick, unemployed and fragile
[05:06] <buzzard> the fact is, you somehow think 3rd is best when it has obvious flaws
[05:06] <moondoggie> no
[05:06] <buzzard> now you must exlpain your position you bitch
[05:07] <moondoggie> i think 'Radio City' is best
[05:07] <buzzard> explain what is special about kizza me
[05:07] <buzzard> good
[05:07] <buzzard> it is best
[05:07] <moondoggie> the cello riff
[05:07] <buzzard> obviously
[05:07] <buzzard> what the FUCK
[05:07] <moondoggie> the cello riff
[05:07] <moondoggie> da da da dada da
[05:08] <moondoggie> that's a pretty wilde arrangement happening there
[05:08] <moondoggie> not so much a song as...a performance
[05:09] <moondoggie> oh wait
[05:09] <moondoggie> maybe thats 'you cant have me'
[05:09] <moondoggie> no
[05:09] <buzzard> wat the FUK
[05:09] <moondoggie> it;'s 'Kizza Me'
[05:10] * buzzard np: Big Star - Thank You Friends [03:06m/957kbps/44kHz]
[05:10] <buzzard> WAT DIFFERENCE IT MAKE LUNAR PUG, I RATE THEM ALL 5 STARS
[05:11] <buzzard> #1 RECORD HAS SONGS ABOUT INDIAN FOREST POOLS, PAINT IT BLACK
[05:11] <buzzard> BEST BAND OF 70s OR EVER TBH
[05:12] <moondoggie> good
[05:12] <buzzard> Y GOOD
[05:12] <moondoggie> coz it is

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"Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once"
- Robert Browning

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[10:31] <MoaM> OH NO
[10:31] <MoaM> MOONDOGGIE
[10:31] <MoaM> RUN
[10:31] *** MoaM ... has quit [""]

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[03:32] * Prawn np: John Fahey - On the Banks of the Owchita [03:52m/320kbps/44kHz]
[03:32] <Prawn> moon explain y all i listen to anytime ever these days is fahey
[03:33] <ChienDeLune> that happened to me, kind of
[03:33] <Prawn> y
[03:33] <ChienDeLune> i bought a Fahey CD one day.......next thing you know I'm the owner of ....quite a few
[03:33] <ChienDeLune> idk
[03:33] * Prawn slaps ChienDeLune around a bit with a large trout
[03:34] <ChienDeLune> he's kinda magical that way
[03:34] <Prawn> Y
[03:34] <ChienDeLune> coz it's great stuff?
[03:34] <ChienDeLune> Jesus idfk
[03:34] <Prawn> BUT Y MOON
[03:35] <ChienDeLune> u wanna learn, dont you?
[03:35] <ChienDeLune> thats it
[03:35] * Prawn np: John Fahey - Worried Blues [02:24m/269kbps/44kHz]
[03:35] <ChienDeLune> a subsconciuos desire to be a drunken finger picker
[03:35] * Prawn slaps ChienDeLune around a bit with a large trout