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  •  More black swans... in Music (0+ / 0-)

    different, but still applicable, somewhat parallel metaphors...

    From Carmina Burana

    Cignus ustus cantat (The Roast Swan), (excerpt)

    Once I had dwelt on lakes, once I had been beautiful, when I was a swan. Poor wretch! Now black and well roasted!

    The cook turns me back and forth; I am roasted to a turn on my pyre; now the waiter serves me. Poor wretch! Now black and well roasted!

    Now I lie on the dish, and I cannot fly; I see the gnashing teeth. Poor wretch! Now black and well roasted!

    Like our economy and a whole lot of us...

    From Captain Beefheart and Zappa
    Bongo Fury...

    Sam With The Showing Scalp Flat Top
    Sam with the showing scalp flat top,
    Particular about the point it made.......
    ....A black swan figurine lay on all color lily pads.
    On a little conglomeration table of pressed black felt.
    With same color shadows, in seamed knobbed knees, and what-nots.
    The long hallway rolled out into oddball odd.
    Beside the fly-pecked black doorway,
    That looked closed on the tar-lattice street.....

    ...(Uncle) Sam was a BASKET CASE!
    A hardened dark ivory cup held . . . saleable everyday pencils.
    I wish I had a pair 'o bongos!
    Bongo Fury!....

    I added the "Uncle" in there...
    Uncle Sam is not a lower limb amputee on a wheeled platform selling pencils from a cup... but our economy figuratively speaking is not too distant from that...

    Pogo & Murphy's Law, every time. Also "Trust but verify" - St. Ronnie

    by IreGyre on Sat Jul 18, 2009 at 09:53:57 AM PDT

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