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Facebook</description><title>Swan Songs</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @cygnet)</generator><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://23.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kr3hdc4zgq1qzsys9o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/205858049</link><guid>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/205858049</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2009 23:57:12 +1030</pubDate></item><item><title>I think about sitting beneath a tree, with everyone I love.
It’s an old tree, its roots...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I think about sitting beneath a tree, with everyone I love.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It’s an old tree, its roots gnarled and displacing the ground&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;like ravenous hydras mining deep below the surface.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Further down, their capillaries branch off, soaking in nutrients from the surrounding soil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;And gradually, my friends depart, a loving embrace, eyes aflame with eternity for the knowledge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;that we each have embedded in one another, and the promise of future meetings, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;enraptured in the boughs of some distant cypress or oak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;And we leave, passing, only water thru the soil, while the tree remains for many years and then dies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/194809103</link><guid>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/194809103</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 16:41:48 +0930</pubDate></item><item><title>My new kitty Artemis, hunting for mysteries.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://17.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_koof57vmQm1qzsys9o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;My new kitty Artemis, hunting for mysteries.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/167307625</link><guid>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/167307625</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Aug 2009 22:37:55 +0930</pubDate></item><item><title>Forsaken, 
Born of wolves,
We glimpse refractions of the mother.
Sorrow taints man.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Forsaken, &lt;br/&gt;
Born of wolves,&lt;br/&gt;
We glimpse refractions of the mother.&lt;br/&gt;
Sorrow taints man.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/154887431</link><guid>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/154887431</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Aug 2009 23:00:33 +0930</pubDate></item><item><title>Longing for a sovereign kiss</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Longing for a sovereign kiss&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/106619556</link><guid>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/106619556</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2009 15:43:32 +0930</pubDate></item><item><title>Orpheus, love is right in front of you, don't turn back now.</title><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/98132796</link><guid>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/98132796</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Apr 2009 23:08:26 +0930</pubDate></item><item><title>Anxiety is unpleasant at the best of times. Divided self, moments of second guessing, need to be...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Anxiety is unpleasant at the best of times. Divided self, moments of second guessing, need to be ruled out. I let something take over for a while too long, and it feeds, holds tight to the walls of my shell. I know how to defeat it, but it always seems so much simpler than it is, always returning. The only way is to make sure you always do what you need to do. That’s all. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/98132609</link><guid>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/98132609</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Apr 2009 23:07:42 +0930</pubDate></item><item><title>This is my new typewriter, it brings much joy with its clickity...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://20.media.tumblr.com/qJHQdgYNUmbgdzziCiTPkbsBo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my new typewriter, it brings much joy with its clickity clacking and bright orange facade&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/96426655</link><guid>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/96426655</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2009 20:27:46 +0930</pubDate></item><item><title>I hope the tide comes in fast, sweeps us off our feet.
Leaves us languishing, steals our ribbons,...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I hope the tide comes in fast, sweeps us off our feet.
Leaves us languishing, steals our ribbons, washes them under.
The faint smell of juniper lingering in the air and folding inward towards us.

I hope the boat leaves, I hope we drown.

Passing time, 
My grip strains,
I find you reminiscing.

Somewhere you live like an asteroid.
I feel you, I stretch to find myself falling.

Someone simple says you flew away.
I wonder what noise a bird makes when it dies. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/93773606</link><guid>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/93773606</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 19:58:51 +0930</pubDate></item><item><title>It was summertime, June 14. But I was on the other side of the ocean. Sometimes the lilting breeze...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It was summertime, June 14. But I was on the other side of the ocean. Sometimes the lilting breeze called out to me from a distant glade, not often, but sometimes. The Sky was grey. I saw a pigeon step into freshly laid cement. A star fissure formed in its eye. No one saw.  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/92849278</link><guid>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/92849278</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Apr 2009 21:02:56 +1030</pubDate></item><item><title>Source of current irritations</title><description>&lt;p&gt;For some reason unknown to me, the fence that borders the side of the house where my bedroom is situated is ridiculously low, more of a designator of land boundaries than actually being useful at keeping anything out. As a result, the neighbour’s backyard faces straight into my room. New people have just moved into the house and they seem to be perpectually outside, I cant do anytihng in my room without shutting the curtains, which, quite frankly, i’d prefer not to do. I can’t play guitar without hearing people outside and becoming self conscious, i cant sit and read and look out the window. This is fucked. Yeah, much irritation.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/89288120</link><guid>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/89288120</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Mar 2009 16:58:03 +1030</pubDate></item><item><title>Man, yesterday was like the lamest thing ever, I go online to look at the setlist from what could be...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Man, yesterday was like the lamest thing ever, I go online to look at the setlist from what could be the last Ryan Adams show ever, just to discover Jimmy Chamberlain has left the Smashing Pumpkins.&lt;br/&gt;
I know they aren’t a band free from turmoil, far from it, but it caught me completely off guard. I just thought the bond between the two of them was unbreakable, Billy always said that firing Jimmy during the &lt;i&gt;Adore&lt;/i&gt; era was the most difficult thing he’s ever had to do, and even on the most recent shows he has emphasised the fact they are best friends. Somehow I’m finding it difficult to believe this is just because he wants to spend more time with his family though.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Maybe it’s just the lack of information that’s irritating me. In the end, it comes down to whether Billy can make another good album, because Zeitgeist was always what it needed to be, a mission statement declaring the band was back and that they were going to make something incredible next up. Well, now it’s time to put the cards on the table, til then, I’ll wait on making a judgement.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/88704567</link><guid>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/88704567</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 20:19:59 +1030</pubDate></item><item><title>Ok, so I’ve given myself the challenge of creating a seductive mixtape for an article...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Ok, so I’ve given myself the challenge of creating a seductive mixtape for an article I’m writing… it’s hard when you arent specifically thinking of someone to listen to it.&lt;br/&gt;
Anyway, here’s what i’ve got thus far, let me know what you think, alteration ideas are welcome but i reserve the right to completely ignore them :)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Side A:&lt;br/&gt;
Beulah- Emma Blowgun’s Last Stand&lt;br/&gt;
Nick Drake- Hazy Jane I&lt;br/&gt;
Bob Dylan- Simple Twist of Fate&lt;br/&gt;
The Smashing Pumpkins- Thirty-Three&lt;br/&gt;
Elvis Perkins- While You Were Sleeping&lt;br/&gt;
Ryan Adams- Wonderwall&lt;br/&gt;
Grizzly Bear- Knife&lt;br/&gt;
The Microphones- The Moon&lt;br/&gt;
Smog- Teenage Spaceship&lt;br/&gt;
Sigur Ros- Untitled I (Vaka)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Side B:&lt;br/&gt;
This Mortal Coil- Song to the Siren&lt;br/&gt;
Jeff Buckley- Opened Once&lt;br/&gt;
Bjork- Unravel&lt;br/&gt;
Joan as Police Woman- Eternal Flame&lt;br/&gt;
The Shins- Pink Bullets&lt;br/&gt;
Nick Cave &amp; The Bad Seeds- (Are You) The One That I’ve Been Waiting For?&lt;br/&gt;
Feist- Let It Die&lt;br/&gt;
The Flaming Lips- Feeling Yourself Disintegrate&lt;br/&gt;
Broken Social Scene- Lover’s Spit&lt;br/&gt;
The Flying Burrito Brothers- Wild Horses&lt;br/&gt;
Tom Waits- Blue Valentine&lt;/p&gt;

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I might upload it at some point if anyone wants it and/or I can be bothered&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/86622284</link><guid>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/86622284</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Mar 2009 20:00:00 +1030</pubDate></item><item><title>All the best directors have crazy gray hair</title><description>&lt;p&gt;All the best directors have crazy gray hair&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/84080716</link><guid>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/84080716</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Mar 2009 00:33:21 +1030</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://22.media.tumblr.com/qJHQdgYNUkqhditdpk1AFcygo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/84080541</link><guid>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/84080541</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Mar 2009 00:32:31 +1030</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://10.media.tumblr.com/qJHQdgYNUkqhccoug7htwEoBo1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/84080374</link><guid>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/84080374</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Mar 2009 00:31:36 +1030</pubDate></item><item><title>NIN Wish w/ Dillinger Escape Plan Adelaide Soundwave...</title><description>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="300" data="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3417939&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;fullscreen=1&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=0&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=00ADEF"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="best" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="showAll" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3417939&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;fullscreen=1&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=0&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=00ADEF" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3417939&amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=0&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=00ADEF&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;NIN Wish w/ Dillinger Escape Plan Adelaide Soundwave 2.28.09&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;This was so unexpected and insanely awesome&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/83043685</link><guid>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/83043685</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 15:40:06 +1030</pubDate></item><item><title>Video</title><description>&lt;object width="400" height="336"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9GkQIpL5jX8&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9GkQIpL5jX8&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="336" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/81685912</link><guid>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/81685912</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Feb 2009 23:33:15 +1030</pubDate></item><item><title>"Red is my favorite color
Red like your mother’s eyes after a while 
Of crying about how you..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;Red is my favorite color&lt;br/&gt;
Red like your mother’s eyes after a while &lt;br/&gt;
Of crying about how you don’t love her&lt;br/&gt;
She says, “I know I don’t deserve &lt;br/&gt;
Supervised sight of her&lt;br/&gt;
But each day becomes a blur without my daughter” &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Fall is my favorite season&lt;br/&gt;
Like falling to reasoning why you crashed from on high&lt;br/&gt;
She says, “Why is my life so uneven &lt;br/&gt;
And what have I done right &lt;br/&gt;
But given you your life &lt;br/&gt;
If after I led you on into that bar room?” &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;“Yes” is my favorite answer&lt;br/&gt;
I took a dancer home, she felt so alone&lt;br/&gt;
We stayed up all night in the kitchen &lt;br/&gt;
Doing my dishes, on and on until the dawn&lt;br/&gt;
She said, “I know that it’s easy to have me&lt;br/&gt;
But I have seen some things &lt;br/&gt;
That I cannot even tell to my family pictures&lt;br/&gt;
And I’m full of fictions and fucking addictions &lt;br/&gt;
And I miss my mother” &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;She’ll never know I could never forget her&lt;br/&gt;
If I could write her a letter, I’d try with every line &lt;br/&gt;
To say, “She still remembers your touch&lt;br/&gt;
And I know that it’s not much&lt;br/&gt;
But you still haven’t lost her”&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Okkervil River- Red&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/81684827</link><guid>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/81684827</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Feb 2009 23:26:35 +1030</pubDate></item><item><title>Its way hot today, I dont feel like doing anything. I have 3 articles to write up tonight though,...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Its way hot today, I dont feel like doing anything. I have 3 articles to write up tonight though, including a one on engendered subjectivity in music that im still not quite sure where im going with. Hopefully it works itself out as it goes along.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Also I got the new Antony &amp; the Johnsons record yesterday, best thing I’ve heard this year Id say.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/81648772</link><guid>http://cygnet.tumblr.com/post/81648772</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Feb 2009 19:23:03 +1030</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
