(musings from an upstart crow)
Eight of Cups (Indolence): A moment of surrender to external forces. Capitulation to inner promptings. Giving in to temptation. Giving oneself over to oblivion, to intoxication, to sleep.
Ace of Staves: Creativity. Change. Success in new undertakings. “A breath of fresh air.” “New blood.” The sanguine temperament of the Ace promotes experiment, reform and appreciation of beauty, both of people and of nature.
Jezebel – 10,000 Maniacs
Return Of The Grievious Angel – Cowboy Junkies
Sour Times – Portishead
Wild Horses – Mazzy Star
Blood Roses – Tori Amos
Jennifers Body – Hole
The Passenger – Siouxsie & the Banshees
Is that all there is – PJ Harvey
Bonny Swans – Loreena McKennitt
Plus profound – Hooverphonic
Tragic Kingdom – No Doubt
Persephone – Cocteau Twins
Haunted – Sinead O’Conner w/ the Pogues
Is a lovely space indeed. Projected opening date 12/13/03. Be there one and all.
Myth of the Day:
Child Ballad #239:
“Auchanachie Gordon is bonny and braw,
He would tempt any woman that he ever saw;
He would tempt any woman, so has he tempted me,
And I?ll die if I getna my love Auchanachie.?
In came her father, tripping on the floor,
Says, Jeanie, ye?re trying the tricks o? a whore;
Ye?re caring for them that cares little for thee;
Ye must marry Salton, leave Auchanachie.
Auchanachie Gordon, he is but a man;
Altho he be pretty, where lies his free land?
Salton?s lands they lie broad, his towers they stand hie,
Ye must marry Salton, leave Auchanachie.
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?Salton will gar you wear-silk gowns fring?d to thy knee,
But ye?ll never wear that wi your love Auchanachie.?
Wi Auchanachie Gordon I would beg my bread
Before that wi Salton I?d wear gowd on my head,
Wear gowd on my head, or gowns fring?d to the knee;
And I?ll die if I getna my love Auchanachie.
?O Salton?s [a] valley lies low by the sea,
He?s bowed on the back, and thrawin on the knee;?
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?O Salton?s a valley lies low by the sea;
Though he?s bowed on the back and thrawin on the knee,
Though he?s bowed on the back and thrawin on the knee,
The bonny rigs of Salton they?re nae thrawin tee?
?O you that are my parents to church may me bring,
But unto Salton I?ll never bear a son;
For son or for daughter, I?ll ne?er bow my knee,
And I?ll die if I getna my love Auchanachie.?
When Jeanie was married, from church was brought hame,
When she wi her maidens sae merry shoud hae been,
When she wi her maidens sae merry shoud hae been,
She?s called for a chamber, to weep there her lane.
?Come to your bed, Jeanie, my honey and my sweet,
For to stile you mistress I do not think it meet:?
?Mistress or Jeanie, it is a? ane to me,
It?s in your bed, Salton, I never will be.?
Then out spake her father, he spake wi reknown;
Some of you that are her maidens, ye?ll loose aff her gown;
Some of you that are her maidens, ye?ll loose aff her gown;
And I?ll mend the marriage wi ten thousand crowns.
Then ane of her maidens they loosed aff her gown,
But bonny Jeanie Gordon she fell in a swoon;
She fell in a swon low down by their knee;
Says, Look on, I die for my love Auchanachie!
That very same day Miss Jeanie did die,
And hame came Auchanachie, hame frae the sea;
Her father and mither welcomd him at the gate;
He said, Where?s Miss Jeanie, that she?s nae here yet?
Then forth came her maidens, all wringing their hands,
Saying, Alas for your staying sae lang frae the land!
Sae lang frae the land, and sae lang on the fleed!
They?ve wedded your Jeanie, and now she is dead.
?Some of you, her maidens, take me by the hand,
And show me the chamber Miss Jeanie died in;?
He kissed her cold lips, which were colder than stane,
And he died in the chamber that Jeanie died in.”