Ali Baba’s Farm

It’s a Turkish children’s song, now resung to a techno beat. It is funny. I need more lullabies for my the spirit of my departed cat — ideally Arabic or Turkish, but perhaps Indian also. Axé.

David A. Bell

It is one thing to say that universities have problems. It is another to argue, as Taylor is effectively arguing, that the universities are the problem—that the system that allegedly began with Kant (in fact it began much earlier) has reached the end of its intellectual and social usefulness, and needs to be swept away … More David A. Bell

Patio húmedo

Las arañas iban por los laureles. La casualidad se va tornando en nieve, y los años dormidos ya se atreven a clavar los telares del siempre. La Quietud hecha esfinge se ríe de la Muerte que canta melancólica en un grupo de lejanos cipreses. La yedra de las gotas tapiza las paredes empapadas de arcaicos … More Patio húmedo

Tom Paxton

We grew up with folk, as you can tell. This is a sad song composed back when I thought it would be interesting to have lived enough to sing it. Now I think it is too sad altogether. But the video accompanying this version by the Dubliners, is brilliant. Axé.