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The playlist for Monday 18 November 9pm to Midnight Pacific Edition of The Justice Department: Musique sans Frontieres:
~~ "Frescoes of Human Oddity" ~~
1 - Cake -- "It's Coming Down"
2 - Link Wray -- "Switchblade"
3 - Laika & The Cosmonauts -- "Baja"
4 - Daikaiju -- "Farewell To Monster Island"
5 - Martin Deny -- "Hypnotique"
6 - Orgone -- "Cali Fever"
7 - My Sleeping Karma -- "Tamas"
Station Break
8 - Abigail Washburn -- "Bright Morning Stars
9 - Tin Hat Trio -- "Fear of the South"
10 - Guarda Che Luna -- "Richard Galliano"
11 - Jacques Brel -- "On N'Oublie Rien"
12 - Les Negresses Vertes -- "Hey Maria"
13 - Francis Cabrel -- "L'enfant Qui Dort"
14 - Ennio Morrricone -- "La Bambola"
15 - Martin Deny -- "Quiet Village"
Station Break
16 - Josh Roseman Unit -- "Long Day Short Night"
17 - Soul Jazz Orchestra -- "Kapital"
18 - Parov Stellar -- "Psychedelic Jazz"
19 - Medeski, Martin & Wood -- "Uninvisible"
20 - 4 Urban Artists -- "Real Drive"
Station Break
21 - Zap Mama -- "Mais Quest-ce"
22 - Esbjorn Svensson Trio -- "Dodge The Dodo"
23 - U.F.O. -- "On Est Ensemble Sans Se Parler L.O.V.E."
24 - Digible Planets -- "Cool Like That"
25 - Karsh Kale -- "Absence"
26 - Susheela Raman -- "Nagumono"
Station Break
27 - Beth Orton -- "She Cries Your Name"
28 - Kate Bush -- "Song of Solomon"
29 - Geoffrey Oryema -- "Hard Labor"
30 - Bjork -- "The Hunter"
31 - Porno for Pyros -- "Porpoise Head"
32 - Serge Gainsbourg -- "Ballade de Melody Nelson"
33 - William Orbit -- "Montok Point"
Station Break
34 - Hannah Georgas -- "Ode to Mom"
35 - First Aid Kit -- "When I Grow Up"
36 - Grateful Dead -- "Ripple"
37 - Mount Madonna Choir -- "Traveler's Prayer"
38 - Jeff Buckley -- "Eternal Life"
39 - John Coltrane -- "Dear Lord"
40 - Dan Hicks & His Hot Licks -- "I Scare Myself"
Who luvs ya, baby?
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(12-String Ovation Balladeer Astoria, Oregon / copyright Justice Putnam)
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I passed through, I should have paused,
there were a hundred doors. One opened.
In there, someone whose name
is not yet known to me lived out
his middle years in simple terms, two chairs,
one place laid for early breakfast, one plate
with dry toast and butter softening. There
his mind raced through writings
he had memorized long ago while he tried
to get hold of himself. Once
in his youth he had studied with love
in the corners of old paintings
matrices of fields and towns,
passages intricate and particular, wheat,
columns, figures and ground,
classically proportioned
in lines that were meant
to meet, eventually,
at vanishing point. They continued,
nevertheless; they troubled the eye.
He collected sets of books printed
in the nineteenth century, unyielding
pages, memoirs of the poets,
engravings of rurified private subjects
in times of public sector unhappiness,
frescoes of human oddity in gatefold printing.
Why does it continue
to chasten me, he says to no one.
It does. It is a painful mistaking,
this setting something down,
saying aloud, “it is nothing yet”
when he’d meant, not anything—
but then nothing peered
through the keyhole, nothing
took possession. Snow on the roofs,
snow in traces on the ground,
passersby with wet trouser-cuffs
looking to the pavement as the hill rises,
light gathering in the river
and gradually spreading.
-- Saskia Hamilton
"In the Corridor"
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Voices and Soul appears on Black Kos Tuesday's Chile; poetry chosen and critiqued by Black Kos Poetry Editor Justice Putnam.
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(Cut Stones and Arch St Ceneri, France / copyright Justice Putnam)
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Question: Who is your audience? What are you here for?
Answer: Tribal Alliances, Heart-felt Convictions, Passionate Reason, Random Abandon, Sustainable Civility and a kiss; to comfort the sad and the mad Ones; the Ones roaming the International section of the American Supermarket at night; or roaming the neglected streets looking for an angry malaprop to sink their teeth into; the Ones who seek without seeking and learn as much as they teach; the Ones who embrace and kiss and embrace again; the Ones who sing the song of the city and the ballads of the forest; the Ones who chant the rhythm of the sea and hum the melody of the desert; the Ones who sing the prayer of Her name and Her name is the World. Yes, those are the Ones. -- JP
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(Man, Girl and Broken Window Klamath Falls, Oregon / copyright Justice Putnam)
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(Can you help folks in need heat their homes and cook their food on the Rosebud and Pine Ridge Reservations. Navajo has an important diary posted with all the particulars. Even a small amount can work towards building the minimum.
Could you please help?)
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So that explains it... !
Sunlight and Water Pitcher Muir Beach / copyright Justice Putnam
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... Or does it?
(Holy Bible and 3 in 1 Oil Berkeley, California / copyright Justice Putnam)
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I took another small sip of water as the next questioner rose, this time by the stacks of French novels. She was cute; red hair, tall, maybe 5'9" or 5'10", well proportioned. Had to be another doctoral student in Comparative Literature at Cal; so even at 24 or 25, was too young for my wandering eye.
"You stated," she stated determinedly, "and I quote; 'Comedy, Poetry and Fiction are only effective and only become Art if there is a Truth behind the humor, the verse and the lie.'"
"Yes," I uttered to fill the small silence.
"In your writing; in your humor, verse and lies, are you telling a Truth about yourself?" she asked, "or are you telling a Truth about the Culture and Society as a whole?"
"Yes," I answered.
--Justice Putnam
"Conversations With The Audience"
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(Rail Road Crossing, Sonoma California / copyright Justice Putnam)
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"Many heroes lived before Agamemnon, but they are all unmourned, and consigned to oblivion, because they had no bard to sing their praises."
-- Horace
"Still the race of hero spirits pass the lamp from hand to hand."
-- Charles Kingsley
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Josephine
words and music by
Justice Putnam
Josephine
Josephine
I’m pleading
With Josephine
Taking the steps
Down to the sea
Somewhere along
The coast of Normandy
Where the white
Fossil sands
Churned turbulently
Where men rushed
Into battle
And died violently
Whose last
Dying breath
Was to plead with
Josephine
Josephine
I’m pleading
With Josephine
Could be
The grasslands
Of the Sioux
No matter
Which side
They were on
They were all
Thinking of you
Could be in
In the South Pacific
Or the Persian Gulf
An Indonesian jungle
Or an Arctic hut
Could be in a
Manhattan penthouse
Or a cold water den
We’ll all grasp
At that last
Bit of hope
In the end with
Josephine
Josephine
I’m pleading
With Josephine
Josephine
Take me
Home
(St Ceneri, France 1994)
© 2005 Justice Putnam
Fleur du Sel Musique
and Mechanisches-Strophe Verlagswesen
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Rest in Peace Aaron Swartz
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(Morning Fog And Surf, Muir Beach, California / copyright Justice Putnam)
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