Sunday, November 15, 2009

She Blinded Me With Science: Issa's Sunday Service, #29




What would any respectable list of pop/rock music be, even with pretense to the literary, without a one hit wonder? Add the ever important fact that its an 80's one hit wonder and you have the perfect storm of shlock. It's just too good not to include. And, of course, you can dance to it forever, depending on your crank of choice.

Just in case you can't stop dancing, here is the video, one which helped make MTV the true hellhole which it was to become (oh, man, did we actually watch this over and over and ...)





OMG, here it is "live":





And now you never have to listen to it again. And I've banned myself from using the word "live" anytime in the foreseeable future.


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This week's feature poem comes from issue #45 of Lilliput Review, from June 1993.







Voyeur
that heavy breath
against smeared glass

the poet rubbing
windows

for the worl to
peep through
Melissa Cannon









at dawn a keepsake
left on the window
red leaves
Issa
translated by David G. Lanoue





best,
Don

7 comments:

Charles Gramlich said...

I remember this with guilty fondness. Egads it was both good and bad at the same time. I'm a little ashamed of myself.

Anonymous said...

A surfeit of mirth, expressed in giggles, from the lady in black.

LAV

Issa's Untidy Hut said...

No shame involved, Charles ... just an archeological dig into our collective pasts ...

and a couple of laughs.

old pajamas said...

Don,

This is a wonderful, illuminating, thoughtful place to visit; like spending time in your home, having a pleasant conversation. Thank you, old pajamas...

Issa's Untidy Hut said...

opj: Thanks for the extremely kind words and glad you are enjoying the hut ... thanks for Biting the Buddha which I look forward to settling in with sometime soon ...

Ed Baker said...

hey,

I just sent for a free copy of
Biting The Buddha:

How much does it cost?

Issa's Untidy Hut said...

Ha!