Issa's Sunday Service, #16

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Well, after lots of wonderful summer weather here in Western Pennsylvania, the heat's finally settled in. Big-time. So it only seems appropriate to blow things out here at Issa's Sunday Service with a ranting screed just this side of hellfire. Here's a little 14 plus minute litrock number by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds entitled Babe, I'm on Fire. There is so much that is so good about this song, I don't know where to start, so I barely will. I just have to say that when someone rhymes "Picasso's Guernica" with "my wife with her furniture" and means it in a most resonant way, I'm backing up and checking out the exits. On the other hand, it's rather sweet that Garcia Lorca (making his 2nd appearance in 2 weeks) and Whitman are reunited here, however briefly.
Since very recently the regular weekly countdown of issues passed the count up of issues on the Sunday postings, here's a little something from issue #20 that wasn't in the post that featured that issue.

Dementia

drought wind
hoarse howling
a clarinet
fashioned from
a dried human
trachea
pine resin
and locust
wings

Daryl Rogers

flying locusts--
the willow tree too
grows old

Issa
translated by David G. Lanoue

To see and link to and or all 16 songs featured on these Sunday postings, see the Litrock website.

best,
Don