“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow romancandles exploding like spiders across the stars [...] [Related] Exploring Options Not having a job is getting tiresome already. I know...
Here are 11 refreshingly earnest and brazenly straightforward anthems that both rattle your floor and stick in your head. To this reviewer's ears, RomanCandle happily play non-hyphenated, non-adjective-ized Rock and Roll. I'm dreaming of a round volume knob, a long tree-canopied road, and RomanCandle's Oh Tall Tree in the Ear crackling loud out of the dashboard of a revved-up...
... veer toward the introspective, the arcane or the wise, while I prefer books that go off like a Romancandle. When I buy a book, I don't want to come away wiser or happier or even better informed. I want to get blown right out of the water by the author's breathtaking pyrotechnics. I want to come away astonished. That's Joe Queenan, writing in the New York Times in 2007, but now here's...
... motor ignites, you’ll be traveling at three times the speed of sound, perched on a high-energy Romancandle, hurtling into space, up there in the black void, subject to forces few humans have ever experienced. As you approach the apogee of the flight, and for a few minutes after, you will simply be freed from gravity, falling through space. A touch of the thrusters orients the ship...
First in a series When I was 12 going on 13, and newly in the sixth grade at Delta Middle School, I had an English teacher by the name of Eileen Wilcox. She had the distinction of teaching Honors English (did we call it Challenge English?), and was one of those irrationally exuberant people who stick out like Romancandles in the non-explosive Midwest. Unmarried (odd enough for a teacher...
Just as the Islamic nutcases go off like a romancandle for reasons that the majority of the world consider insane, the GW Crowd are right in the same boat. They'll start doing nutso things any day now. Copenhagen is coming and if you don't bow down, then you must be altered, the bears depend on it. Same mind set.
... the most important records are often the ones that don't know they're important. They flare like Romancandles and burn out quickly and, in that brief window of incandescence, they vividly illuminate a moment in time. So the song that seems to tell me most about the decade just ending is not something off Kid A or Yankee Hotel Foxtrot but the Freelancer Hellraiser's A Stroke of Genius....
... the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow romancandles exploding like spiders across the stars.’ - Kerouac as always ~ a line so sober so... .Si vous êtes pris dans le rêve de l’autre, vous êtes foutu. Blog Archive diggin' into radio deleuzefourni par Fanny et Gilles Deleuze abecedaire de Deleuze : "Idée"sign this ______________therea...
... activists here in Minnesota did not want to know about it. They did not want to acknowledge that a Romancandle of a news story was going off, right here in Minnesota, every day, ever since Bachmann's election to the State Senate. They remained absolutely clueless, wilfully clueless, content to wallow (self-satisfied) in their own pathetic little understandings of politics, and how...
... about My Mother and Her Portrait by Chaisiri Jiwarangsan, in that it includes young men holding Romancandles, shooting fireballs into the night sky, and of youths playing under a light in a field. If it seems awfully similar to recent works by Apichatpong Weerasethakul, it's because Chaisiri -- a stills photographer for Apichatpong's Kick the Machine -- shot his film in Nabua, Nakhon...
... knowledge (episode14- play with words and different styles of English) and also falling image of Roman Catholic Church. Episode 13 is quite characteristic for Joyce’s style describing stream of consciousness of Gerty Mcdowell(seen as Virgin Mary), young girl that is being watched by Bloom from the distance. The girl encouraged by Leonard exposes herself purposely. The long rocket corresponds...
Chilly and damp. Overcast.Remember, rememberThe fifth of NovemberGunpowder, treason and plotI see no reasonWhy gunpowder and treasonEver should be forgot.No vast autumn bonfires here tonight. No magical Standard Fireworks, all red and purple from Maddens' locked cabinet and hidden until now in the garage. No Catherine wheels or Romancandles, no rockets in milk bottles, no volcanoes....
The promise of this foul enterprise lurked in every high school year book page, in every reference to the mad ones and the romancandles and the burning sensation.
Did you have a favourite firework? I'm wobbling between the RomanCandle and Traffic Light. Not the Catherine Wheel though, which for all it's hi-propulsion promise, typically stopped-started, spluttered about-a-bit at random angles, eventually fizzling out for a flat tyre finale. And What's your preference for bonfire fun? The organised outdoor event, with it's inevitable delays (concerned...
I sure as hell ain't as smart as Paul Krugman but we share the same thoughts sometimes. I saw the economy tanking back in November of 2007. What I didn't see was just how bad it was going to be and it is now worse than I imagined. This country is FUBAR. 10.2% unemployment, the mortgage crisis is still burning like a Romancandle, the Commercial Real Estate nightmare is just beginning...