Saturday, January 12, 2008
Posted at 12:59:00 PM by Laura W. Petix.
We went on our first pure $100 hamburger flight since October this afternoon, to Parlin. (I think the last time we flew to Parlin was for Dean's birthday.) I love their new cranbarita (even more than the pomegranate one, I think). They really need li hing mui salt, though. And I tried out my new Christmas boots (Kona model!) (pic at right) as Tango-wear for the first time. It was fantastic; they conduct Tango's oven-hot floor all the way up.
I am still obsessed with eating kidneys (hopelessly, because I very much doubt I'll find them in any restaurant anytime soon) and I am also obsessed with soap. This is very weird, because I had almost no interest in soap before I got that Goodies soap in Hawaii. I pretty much never even used bars of soap, previously.
The objects of my soap obsession are: 1) Goodies soap (the only one I've tried personally so far is the pikake flav noni soap) (I bought some of the more colorful kukui varieties for people as Christmas gifts, and couldn't stop inhaling them up until the time I had to give them away), 2) Sudz (by Kiss My Face) jojoba & eucalyptus "Sports Complex" soap (bumpy, with a very stimulating spa-ish smell) (I would love to try those other Sudz flavs also, but I've never seen them anywhere), 3) Burt's Bees' citrus spice exfoliating soap (it feels like sandpaper!) with cinnamon and patchouli, and 4) Bean Tree's Vaniglia soap (smooth, deep rich brown, sparking with gold mica), which is made by a small company in Willacoochee, Georgia (Susie gave me a bar for Christmas and I am addicted to it). They are all kind of mysterious/intriguing smelling and inhale-y, and the scents of the last three all remind me of Raffles (because I am weird).
The only problem is, they are all really, really hard to get/find. I brought back a small kanban (two bars) of #1 from Hawaii, but #2 and #3 have both disappeared from the shops (I managed to snag one bar of #2 and two of #3, but #3 looks like it's been discontinued), and #4 is of course in Georgia. I did manage to track down their website, though!! (It was hard, because I threw away the wrapping before I realised my obsession, and I couldn't remember the brand or the name of the scent.) Must order more. I have no idea what "Vaniglia" is, but it's kind of magic.
Anyway, I never post about stuff like this, but I just had to, because I want to remember it. And I am still regretting not posting about Soobie when I should have.
Friday, January 11, 2008
Anyway, I really think "I'm Not There" is a lot more meaningful as Bob sang it, when he didn't even try to turn out real words. "I'm Not There" doesn't need actual concrete intelligible words. They only mire it down. Its power is in its elusiveness.
Posted at 2:13:00 AM by Laura W. Petix.
As cover songs go, it's pretty good, though. As is most of disc one. (Disc two is all right, but I don't like it as much as disc one. Disc one is pretty transcendent.)
Thursday, January 10, 2008
[Edit: Here's the new cover version on YouTube.]
Posted at 11:03:00 PM by Laura W. Petix.
Posted at 8:09:00 PM by Laura W. Petix.
My new Palma's photos aren't as good as Zi's (or, they're not as colorful, at least... the actual digital quality is better). I went to that new pastry chef coffee place again today (I don't know what it's called) and the pastry chef dude recognised me (of course, since I was there just yesterday with Susie and Alex) and introduced himself, but I forgot his name two seconds later. (But I remember what his car looks like.) I hope that place stays in business unlike the James Bean place and the Sisters' place. I told him as much, and he said he hopes so too, since he invested all his money in it. Yikes. The coffee is good, but I think he needs to get some more drinks, because how often do people eat cupcakes? Maybe he should start serving kidneys!! I did notice a muffin, a.k.a. mutton, or two today.
I got a Raffles book by a fake Raffles author at the library (interlibrary loan, natch). I bet I'll hate it.
I haven't read my e-mail in about two days.
I've been listening to "I'm Not There" on repeat mode in the car (except that I don't have repeat mode in the car, so I have to keep pressing the button really quick before it goes on to the next disc, since it's the last song). The real version, but the new version also. The new version has some very impressive interpretations of the lyrics, but it loses a certain je ne sais quois by being nearly-comprehensible. (But it's only nearly comprehensible, so I still like it. It's pretty darned faithful, really. The original's only a million times better, but since it's the greatest song ever that's not really an insult.)
Okay, I've been wanting to do this for days, so here goes. (See my attempted transcription of the original version's lyrics on September 24th, 2001 for comparison).
"I'm Not There" (remake/cover version)
Things are crashing down and she's all too tight
In my neighborhood, she cried both day and night
It's a milestone, but she's down on her luck
The days make her so lonely and it's so hard to buck
Now and then
I believe that she'd stop him if she'd find time to care
I believe that she may look upon deciding used to care (??)
And I go by the Lord anywhere she's on my way
But I don't belong there
Now I don't belong to her, I don't belong to every choir
She's my Christ-forsaken angel but she don't hear me cry
She's a long-hearted mystic and she can't carry on
When I'm there, she's all right, then she's not when I'm gone
Heaven knows that the answer she don't con no one
She's the way-forsaken beauty, she's mine for the one
And I lost her hesitating by temptation as it runs
She don't holler me; I'm not there, I'm gone
Now I cried tonight like I cried the night before
And I'll feast on the highway but I'll dream about the door
It's so long she's forsaken by her fate, worse to tell
It don't have approximation, she is smiling fare-thee-well
Her smile is contagious, I was born to love her
But she knows that the kingdom waits so high above her
And I run but I race but it's not too fast to stay
But I got the fever, I'm not there, I'm gone
Well, it's all about defusion as I cry for her veil
I don't need anybody now beside me to tell
And it's all affirmation I've received but it's not
She's a lone-hearted beauty but she don't block the spot
When she calls
Yes, she gone like the rainbow of a shining yesterday
But she's home now beside me and I'd like her to stay
She's a long-forsaken beauty and she don't trust no one
And I wish I was beside her but I'm not there, I'm gone
Well, it's too hard to stay here and don't want to leave
It's so hard for so few sing (??) but she's hard, too hard to leave
It's a blow, it's a crime, the way she mauls me around
But she told formed to hate me but it's time's naked clown ????
Yes, I believe that it's rightful, I believe it in my mind
I've been told like I said before, carry on the ?? [rhyme, grime, crying, crime?]
Yes, this old gypsy told her, like I said, carry on
I wish I was there to help her, but I'm not there I'm gone...
My favorite parts are 1) "Things are crashing down" (but now that I've listened to it closely, I don't think that's what he actually sings), 2) "Now I cried tonight like I cried the night before / And I'll feast on the highway but I'll dream about the door," 3) "Her smile is contagious, I was born to love her... But I got the fever, I'm not there, I'm gone" and 4) "It's a blow, it's a crime, the way she mauls me around." Mauls me around! Those parts are excellent.
I don't like "Yes, she gone like the rainbow of a shining yesterday," even through it makes total sense. It's supposed to be, "she's gone like the reindeer"! What the heck.
I do like this Palma picture that Dean took of me sleeping.
Damn! I was just looking at some ALB entries from last January, and my goal for 2007 was to eat kidneys. I didn't. And I extra want to eat kidneys now, because of Raffles' Mr Justice opening chapter kidney feast. I am in love with the line, "I'll feast on the highway but I'll dream about the door" from the "I'm Not There" (the song) remake. Best Line Ever. I love how weird feasting on the highway sounds. (I'm picturing him eating road kill like a coyote.) Also, how come no one ever eats "lashings of" anything these days?
Posted at 1:28:00 PM by Laura W. Petix.
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
:-( I'm really going to miss the Mennyms.
Posted at 12:56:00 AM by Laura W. Petix.
Note to future self: you should read the whole series over again 10 years from now, when you've forgotten.
It was about 55° out today. The air felt wonderful and the road was so smooth and speedy.
I love my new tree with roots shirt. Tons more than I expected to. I don't want to take it off!
I think I need to read Mr. Justice Raffles. It's the only Raffles I've never read, I think because 1) I could never find it, and 2) I read somewhere that it "was not a success," which I took to mean it wasn't any good. But now I'm not sure if it didn't just mean it wasn't a financial success. (That interpretation didn't even occur to me at the time.) Probably it meant both. But I should at least get my hands on it, now that I can. [Edit: Especially since it begins with feasting on kidneys!!]
