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Hopelessly—shamelessly!—devoted to indicating to you and everyone else (but don't you dare ask me about it!) how intelligent I am by way of my taste in literary talismana.
Friz Quadrata love affair
continues to aid and/or abet someone such as myself in cross-breeding a punk-roots incredibility with a completely different kind of roots maneuver cum...something.
I have a history of using my most beloved authors and musicians to try and help express my own flair for sadness and melancholy. I've expounded upon the likes of
The Mars Volta
Stephen King/Frank Herbert/HP Lovecraft
in the past, and so now Ted Hughes gets the same treatment.
If you haven't read
Crow: From the Life and Songs of The Crow
then you should because it is unquestioningly superb. I have a theory about Crow which I won't necessarily bore you with at this particular moment, but needless to say, I believe that "Crow's Fall" and "Two Legends"—the latter of which is the source of this famous quote about me, er, Crow—are perfect. When Crow was white, indeed.
I've never related so deeply, sadly, and triumphantly with a literary figure as I have with John Gardner's Grendel. But Crow...he's nothing if not a pure inspiration toward something that could never (nor should ever) be. But still: damn.