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[Feb. 22nd, 2012|08:45 pm] |
Aizdziedāšana, senlatv. ticība, ka dzirdot putnu dziedam no rīta «tukšā dūšā», ceļas visādas nelaimes: ja dumpis aizbrēc, smird dvaša; ja grieze aizgriež, nekož izkapts; ja strazds aizdzied, balss paliek skarba.
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[Feb. 19th, 2012|10:01 am] |
The time elapsed between Joyce's Ulysses and Finnegan's Wake is nearly 20 years. Often people would say to him, "What's going on?" And he would say, "I had a good day today, I wrote a word." Now, for me, that's not really writing. That's simply putting a word down. And this kind of stasis, this kind of collapse, this kind of absolute obscurantism really has mired art for the last, I'd say 120 years. No-one's got anything to really contribute. And this lack of confidence - I mean, it's a crisis, really - is probably, to my mind, caused by Ice Cream Eyes.
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