glorious rain

yes, the temperature has dropped to what we used to call a normal late november & it is raining with gusty winds.  it is wonderful!  i have the windows open.  it is cool, but not too cold.  & the smell of the rain resets my emotional state to one of pleasure & joy.

& i was reading a little tonight about the dutch poet remco campert.  he was a poet who refused to distinguish between his life & his poetry.  not a career in writing, rather a life in writing/writing in life.  another kind of anti-poetry, or duchampian writing.  whose language?  ours, of every tongue & symbol.  that is the stance i do my best to take for writing & living are, if not the same, similar.  just make a barbaric yawp.  that is the deeper meaning. 

so but then i was looking up the northern irish poet tom paulin the other day [i like his poetry, i have several of his books] and i come across a reference to an uk indie pop band that named itself after the poet & cantankerous TV talking head, tompaulin.  how very ironic & hipster chic, i thought.  bands naming themselves after living individuals is a tired practice.  there is a band that named itself after the actor abe vigoda, and the race car driver, dale earnhardt jr jr.  ha ha.

but tompaulin formed in 1999, a few years before such self naming became a cool, ironic thing.  so i gave a listen to a few of their songs.  the band was good [they broke up in 2007[, with some pop gems.  i started listening to tompaulin last night.  some of their songs have been playing on my inner turntable ever since.

below is tompaulin's is the video for their song 'it's a girl's world'.  the tune is a gem & is the perfect sound for a gorgeous rainy night.