inthemoodtodissolveinthesky
inthemoodtodissolveinthesky:


Par les soirs bleus d’été, j’irai dans les sentiers,Picoté par les blés, fouler l’herbe menue,Rêveur, j’en sentirai la fraîcheur à mes pieds.Je laisserai le vent baigner ma tête nue. 
Je ne parlerai pas, je ne penserai rien :Mais l’amour infini me montera dans l’âme,Et j’irai loin, bien loin, comme un bohémien,Par la Nature, heureux comme avec une femme. 

Arthur Rimbaud, Sensation

inthemoodtodissolveinthesky:

Par les soirs bleus d’été, j’irai dans les sentiers,
Picoté par les blés, fouler l’herbe menue,
Rêveur, j’en sentirai la fraîcheur à mes pieds.
Je laisserai le vent baigner ma tête nue. 

Je ne parlerai pas, je ne penserai rien :
Mais l’amour infini me montera dans l’âme,
Et j’irai loin, bien loin, comme un bohémien,
Par la Nature, heureux comme avec une femme. 

Arthur Rimbaud, Sensation

ajackdawintheattic
ruiraiox:

 Krautrocksampler – Julian Cope, 1995
It’s hard to dislike the Cope book given the amount of enthusiasm involved and uncharted territory he was covering at the time. However, the author himself doesn’t want it republished in English (though copies in other languages are freely available oddly). The main reason for this seems to be the numerous factual inaccuracies of the tome, which do blight it somewhat.
It’s certainly an exciting read – zipping along with all the hubris of Cope’s usual prose. However, this can be a problem too – I was left wondering the first time I read it years back whether he had simply made up The Cosmic Jokers (a la Lester Bang’s famous piece on The Count Five). Still, if you’re a fan of kosmische music you need a copy of this.

ruiraiox:

Krautrocksampler – Julian Cope, 1995

It’s hard to dislike the Cope book given the amount of enthusiasm involved and uncharted territory he was covering at the time. However, the author himself doesn’t want it republished in English (though copies in other languages are freely available oddly). The main reason for this seems to be the numerous factual inaccuracies of the tome, which do blight it somewhat.

It’s certainly an exciting read – zipping along with all the hubris of Cope’s usual prose. However, this can be a problem too – I was left wondering the first time I read it years back whether he had simply made up The Cosmic Jokers (a la Lester Bang’s famous piece on The Count Five). Still, if you’re a fan of kosmische music you need a copy of this.