21st Century’s Yesterday

That’s the lyric that was humming round in my head when I read about the exchange of gifts between Obama and Cameron yesterday. The song is actually I Need You Tonight, by INXS. I wonder if Dave warbled that before he handed over the eponymous art work by his wife’s fave artist Ben Eine. On inspection the work looks like those letters women with an eye for a trend snap up in overpriced homeware catalogues. No wonder he is a hit with Sam Cam.

I rather prefer the sound of Obama’s reciprocal gift: Ed Ruscha’s Speed Column with Lines.

This is not it.

I probably need to stop picking on David Cameron for a day or so now; even though he can be a bit of a dick, can’t we all? And if I keep that in mind, he can hardly disappoint me. Unlike Obama who has very great potential so to do.

*I wrote this last night and in bed I was thinking “Ben Eine – is that a made up name: Benign, Ben One?”. Now I’ve got Things that make you go hmmmm going round in my head.

Posted on July 22, 2010, in Art, News, Politics and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 16 Comments.

  1. Stephen Foster

    I think David got the best of that exchange in terms of work that will appreciate most. or is it a gift to the nation?

    Since I was pronouncing his name Ben Ain-er as though he were a German I can offer you Banana too … : )

    There’s a nice link to literary tattoos on the site that I’m going to nick over to my blog…

  2. It’s also an anagram of e Bennie as I be Bennie e be. How i miss Crossroads.

  3. I nearly signed up yesterday but was worried by the terms and conditions and the fact they can use my stuff free gatis. I need to find a way of getting paid for this rubbish in me head! Can I stay on here with you and fozzie’s?

    i was also worried i’d never get any replies or be seen as some sort of nutcase! 😀

    Here’s an idea for a post. You know they’ve found a wooden ‘stone’ henge? Well if they find a straw one will we finally understand the origins of ‘The Three Pigs’?? 😀

  4. Well if you change your mind, let me know. In the meantime put your feet up and tell me more about the Three Pigs…

  5. Once upon a time there were three wild boars who were sick of the wild life and decided to become domesticated. They were the first domesticated pigs. Each decided to build their own house or henge as was the fashion at the time. One built his henge of straw, one of wood and the last of stone…….etc.

    They eventually died out as the started walking around on two legs instead of four………….etc.

    Humans found the only remaining henge of stone thousands of years later and still don’t understand why they were built and what happened to the pigs…. once a year they gather at the stones hoping for some meaning and hoping the sun will return……….. :-/

    They’ve just found a wooden bit and realise it was built by ‘pigs’.

    ‘Man hands on misery to man.
    It deepens like a coastal shelf.
    Get out as early as you can,
    And don’t have any kids yourself.’

    Man hands on misery to man

  6. ‘This be the verse’ is a favourite poem of mine! Hope the rest made you smile! 🙂

  7. No googling: Philip Larkin?

  8. Yep! Do you like it?

    Philip Larkin – This Be The Verse
    They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
    They may not mean to, but they do.
    They fill you with the faults they had
    And add some extra, just for you.

    But they were fucked up in their turn
    By fools in old-style hats and coats,
    Who half the time were soppy-stern
    And half at one another’s throats.

    Man hands on misery to man.
    It deepens like a coastal shelf.
    Get out as early as you can,
    And don’t have any kids yourself.

  9. I appreciate it, but I find Larkin a bit, and I am not sure exactly, but kind of bleak.

    I remember the Sunny Prestatyn poem from school and that I found disturbing. There’s one called High Windows or something. Maybe I like that. I’ll have to check…

    *adds* no I checked I don’t like High Windows much! Maybe it was in that collection. Now I am determined to find one I do like. It may take some time.

  10. He is a bit weird and his hero (google alert) was Thomas hardy and we all know what a barrel of fun his works were! 😛 I find poetry, much like music, is mood inspired! 😦

    I mean I found comfort after an operation in Wilfred Owen. I mean you know what us men like and pain and in the pain of the after op I emphasised with those in the trenches……..or maybe it was the morphine………..maybe a little bit of depression………are there counseling blogs? 😀

  11. Anthem for Doomed Youth

    What passing-bells for those who die like cattle?
    Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
    Only the stuttering rifles’ rapid rattle
    Can patter out their hasty orisons.
    No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells,
    Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs,-
    The shrill demented choirs of wailing shells;
    And bugles calling them from sad shires.
    What candles may be held to speed them all?
    Not in the hands of boys, but in their eyes
    Shall shine the holy glimmers of goodbyes.
    The pallor of girls’ brows shall be their pall;
    Their flowers the tenderness of patient minds,
    And each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds.

    I love that.

    I love Thomas Hardy too. I must be weird 😉

  12. ‘Tess’ is one of the mostest 😉 brilliant books ever written…..tragic……..and one of the four books I actually read all the way through at University………I was only studying English! 😀

    I didn’t want to admit i was weird as well which worries me if I had my own blog………….

    ‘An ecstasy of fumbling’ has to be one of the most imappropriate but at the same times brilliant uses in a poem!

    ‘As under a green sea, I saw him drowning’ or waving??

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