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The wonderful Lynda Barry from her collection The Greatest of Marlys
The Rules Of TV: Lynda Barry
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Monthly Archives: May 2017
Pleasures Of The Harbor: Phil Ochs
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Phil Ochs was a great songwriter, and nobody performed Phil’s songs as well as he himself did. His soulful interpretation of this song is one of his best.
Thanks to YouTuber MF
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Garish Summit Emergency Room: Bob and Ray
Lucky or Unlucky?
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Reading Lynda Barry’s comics always made me fell less weird, or conversely, more proud of my strangeness. The cartoons starring Marlys and her older sister Maybonne didn’t always make me laugh out loud, but they were the kinds of comics that stayed with me for a long time.
More about Lynda Barry at https://www.drawnandquarterly.com/greatest-marlys
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Watching From the Wings
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So last night I was riding on the subway, on a line I don’t usually take, and standing next to me were two attractive women in deep conversation. I kept looking at one of the women because she seemed very familiar to me and yet I couldn’t place her. But I was sure I had seen her or met her before.
I racked my brain over and over, cursing my terrible memory, but I couldn’t figure it out. Well my stop finally came and I had to get off, but at the moment I hit the door, it came to me. I turned back around and called to her,
“Sixty-nine! You were Sonnet number Sixty-nine. ” She looked towards me, laughed, and nodded yes. I mouthed my words as I got off and pointed to myself, “Number Seventy.”
Since she had been assigned to read the sonnet before mine in the Shakespeare Sonnet Slam, she was my cue.
“Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.”
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The Lion Sleeps Tonight
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Monday morning, the lion awakens. In addition to this recording by The Tokens, Pete Seeger and the Weavers had a version called “Wimoweh” based on Solomon Linda’s “Mbube,” and the song was used in Disney’s The Lion King. A lawsuit was brought by the Linda family to recover their royalties from the various versions of the song.
I can remember as a boy trying to wail those high notes the way those Brooklyn Tokens did, but even my pre-adolescent voice could not reach those glorious heights.
