i switch back and forth
between the jazz station
and sports talk radio.
it's so soothing;
those golden talkradio voices
mingle with any number
of new york accents.
up against the professorial
greybeard jazz dj's
and the college students
who dont wanto be talking anyway
and just wanto hear the next tune
even as they list each musician
and his tools.
but
best of all,
there's a show called
'transfigured night'
in those middlest and wee-est
hours when even nightowls sleep.
she speaks softly
only rarely stumbling
when she's about to slip
into a tangential possibility
found in perfect lives
or a philosophical consideration
of silence in music.
and when she could expound she plays
the next halfhour piece or complete album
of who knows what new music means
but i'm haunted and transfixed
and it'll be a long time til she
says something again.
transfigured night
transfigured night
godless & songless, western man dances with the stuffed gorilla through all the blind alleys of a dead-end world.
-maxwell bodenheim
-maxwell bodenheim
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i really love your love for voice
and what a good listener you can be
thank you for this writing
and what a good listener you can be
thank you for this writing
sometimes the things on the radio wake you up in the night whatever the soft volume (i hope you havent gone to sleep with the radio too loud and you know kept the neighbors up) there are always guys like art bell or his successor. esoteric talk, cranks and sasquatches. radio has lost some of its lustre. stations were nighttime AM beacons across the continent.
now there's satellite radio. which offers variety and amazing content.
but who has dollars for technology? i have a radio already.
thank you both for listening to my listening.
i love the philosophy of silence
now there's satellite radio. which offers variety and amazing content.
but who has dollars for technology? i have a radio already.
thank you both for listening to my listening.
i love the philosophy of silence
godless & songless, western man dances with the stuffed gorilla through all the blind alleys of a dead-end world.
-maxwell bodenheim
-maxwell bodenheim
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