Wednesday, February 11, 2009

child of the moon



illustration: "la voyage dans la lune" by george méliès, 1902.


"I saw the new moon late yestreen,
Wi' the auld moon in her arm:
And if ye gang to sea, maister,

I fear we'll suffer harm."

- from the anonymous Scottish ballad:
"Sir Patrick Spens".

knit one, purl one; satellite of love (part ix):

Tonight I couldn't find the moon. The clouds
were thick but invisible in the black overhang,
not even the North Star could be seen, it is
bullshit anyway; it is only a dead satellite and
radio static. A google eye for government hire.

I walked my son home from his Valentine dance.
His face, though red with exertion, was solemn.
He was pissed that his teachers had partnered
him off with some girl. He was more irritated than
shy. Girls, who needs them ? he said. Wise man.



THE ROLLING STONES: CHILD OF THE MOON from "Jumpin' Jack Flash b/w Child Of The Moon" 45 (Decca) 1968 (UK) [r]

PURCHASE STONES: SINGLES 1968-1971 BOX SET

4 comments:

Löst Jimmy said...

The moon is peaking through its shroud here above the snow encrusted slate roof of Victory Mansions, looking down with a mix of pity and arrogance at the feeble servants below.

Keeping well away from women is sage advice, well at least until one can understand them but when that is, perhaps, anybody's guess

And that is a fine Scots poetry piece you laid out here

ib said...

The snow here has all but melted. It will freeze again, though, overnight. No doubt.

It was funny watching son's face.

"How was it ?" I asked.
"Pish," he replied.

For now, at least.

I only (carefully) listened to Jackie Leven's reading of "Sir Patrick Spens" fairly recently, when I posted it in fact. He did a fine job, I think.

Chad R. said...

this snuck up and became my favorite rolling stones song this summer. i used to run it into farren's "child of the sky," after i downloaded it off of here.

magic.

kind of like how school dances were supposed to be.

ib said...

Definitely, Chad! A school dance on a high of testosterone, adrenalin and - if you're lucky - a tab of something hallucinogenic.

Thanks for mentioning the Deviants' "Child of the Sky"; I'd feared it had escaped unnoticed.