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Total Unrequited Lust

It’s a thereupatic thing, spending money on wish-fulfilment. But there are times when I realise that it’s more prudent to sit back and pant wistfully, to let the salivary glands do their thing and restrain self from howling at the moon with agony.

The Ultimate Ennio Morricone Box set. 24 CDs, each the soundtrack to an Italian movie, 362 tracks in all. Comes in a Retro-style box, and (it gets interesting here) limited to FIVE HUNDRED COPIES WORLDWIDE. Which effectively means the price is a measly 250-340$, depending on where you buy it from. Gnnnnnng! Released by the Italian label Dagored. Someday, baby, someday….

Ah, well, I do have mp3s of some of these soundtracks, and in case you want to know, you can buy a 2-CD collection of 28 Ennio Morricone soundtracks in 160 kbps mp3 at www.rarecds.us. Whoa, whoa, hold on, I just went to the site and found that they have effectively slashed prices by half, the set used to be sold for 50$, it’s now 24$. There is also a Nino Rota 2-CD mp3 set, for the same price. I have closed the site window for now, so I am safe.

A tip of the hat to Nick Haysom over at the Morricone mailing list, for the pictures.

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Joga

all these accidents that happen
follow the dot
coincidence makes sense
only with you
you don’t have to speak
i feel
emotional landscapes
they puzzle me
then the riddle gets solved
and you push me up to this
state of emergency
how beautiful to be
state of emergency
is where i want to be

all that no one sees
you see
what’s inside of me
every nerve that hurts you heal
deep inside of me
you don’t have to speak – i feel
emotional landscapes
they puzzle me
confuse
then the riddle gets solved
and you push me up to this:
state of emergency
how beautiful to be
state of emergency
is where i want to be

I want to be listening to this song when I die. No really, I mean it. This song has it all – the Greatest Singing Voice Mankind Will Ever Know whispering words that seep into your ears like a….oh, fuck similes and metaphors. This song has made me weep on dark highways, it has made me howl in my room. Yes, when I die, I want to be listening to this. No, actually, I want to die watching the Live At Royal Albert Hall show, where she says “nerrrve that hurrts you heal”, and gives that twisted, creepy smile at the last “state of emergency”. The kind of smile that breaks the last bit of restraint you try to hold in yourself. She’s the Alpha and the Omega, she’s Death and she’s Life and she is peeling your emotions apart and oh my god she is smiling there on the stage and she knows exactly how she’s making you feel.

Morbid? Oh, no no no no NO. When you have an Icelandic princess whispering in your ears, you get deliriously happy, and you tend to babble a bit.

Life is good.

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