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The playlist for Monday 23 December 9pm to Midnight Pacific Edition of The Justice Department: Musique sans Frontieres
~~ "The Snow Falls Hard, Relieving Heaven" ~~
1 - Little Axe -- "Hard Times"
2 - Blodwyn Pig -- "San Francisco Sketches"
3 - Les McCann & Eddie Harris -- "Compared To What?"
4 - Ornette Coleman -- "Rambling"
5 - Ben Harper -- "11th Commandment"
Station Break
6 - Cinematic Orchestra -- "Burn Out"
7 - Dzihan & Kamien -- "Stiff Jazz"
8 - DJ Dolores -- "Sandide"
9 - Parov Stellar -- "Psychedelic Jazz"
10 - Budos Band -- "King Cobra"
Station Break
11 - Style Council -- "Boy Who Cried Wolf"
12 - Karsh Kale -- "Absence"
13 - Geoffrey Oryema -- "The River"
14 - Ulrich Schnauss -- "A Million Miles Away"
15 - Vangelis -- "Sirens Whispering"
Station Break
16 - Robbie Robertson -- "Somewhere Down This Crazy River"
17 - Kroke -- "Sounds of a Vanishing World"
18 - Novalima -- "Africa Land"
19 - Kate Bush -- "Moments of Pleasure"
20 - Serge Gainsbourg -- "Five Easy Pisseuses"
21 - Porno for Pyros -- "Kimberly Austin"
22 - Jeff Buckley -- "Last Goodbye"
Station Break
23 - Grateful Dead -- "Brokedown Palace"
24 - Stereo Lab -- "Cosmic Country Noir"
25 - Animal Collective -- "Leaf House"
26 - Alcoholic Faith Mission -- "My Eyes to See"
27 - Half Head Special -- "I"
28 - Cake -- "Nugget"
29 - Les Negresses Vertes -- "Orane"
Station Break
30 - First Aid Kit -- "When I Grow Up"
31 - John Coltrane -- "My Favorite Things"
32 - Horace Silver -- "Song For My Father"
33 - Euphoria -- "Delirium"
Who luvs ya, baby?
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(12-String Ovation Balladeer Astoria, Oregon / copyright Justice Putnam)
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I don’t know when I stopped believing in heaven,
or if I do. Maybe I just stopped receiving heaven.
The sun rose. I climbed into the pines’ brittle
crowns. You could say I was retrieving heaven.
Not a place or a time, but blindness to everything
but one light, pulsing, pleasing: heaven.
We married in September. Everyone was still
wearing their summer shirts, sleeves of heaven.
It was white, there was a bend, and the car
spun. It was then I prayed, pleading with heaven.
When he goes limp, lie him down on the gurney,
Mom. Oxygen mask, breathing heaven.
The hospital shines, our son flies in and out.
The snow falls hard, relieving heaven.
He loves the colors of planets. I teach him
their lifelessness: beautiful, deceiving heaven.
I don’t know who is buried beneath me
but I hear her break as I am leaving heaven.
How can you cry for one ruined life, Maria,
when you could be grieving for heaven?
-- Maria Hummel
"One Life"
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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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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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O Little Town of Ramadi
Christmas is sights, especially the sights of Christmas reflected in the eyes of a child.
-- William Saroyan
Of course, this is the season to be jolly, but it is also a good time to be thinking about those who aren't.
-- Helen Valentine
We thought, because we had power, we had wisdom.
-- Stephen Vincent Benet
“Litany for Dictatorships”
(words and music
by Justice Putnam)
(roughly to the tune “O Little Town of Bethlehem”)
O little town of Ramadi,
How still we see thee lie!
Above we creep above your dreamless sleep
As silent as stars we go by;
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
Our Everlasting Might!
The hopes and fears of all these years
Are met in thee tonight.
For we have deemed thee worthy
As we gathered all above
To see who sleeps and those who keep
Their lives from our eyes above.
O mourning cries together
Proclaim another death,
By bombs come from the clouds
Above and kissed with fiery breath!
Now silently, Now silently
The wondrous gift is given!
As body parts and human hearts
Are blasted to high heaven.
No ear will hear our coming;
As we bash the front door in,
Where meek souls will receive us, still
And no one will know our sins.
O little Child of Ramadi,
We bombed your house today
We cast out our sin, as we enter in,
And pillage what’s left away.
We hear the Christian Angels
Their great glad tidings say;
Obey you must, abide you must,
A secret prison is only steps away!
© 2006 by Justice Putnam
Fleur de 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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