Atdtda32: A certain adjustment, 896

[Robin Landseadel]

All hail the Über-nurd!

It is meet that he who would deign to swap recipes with Lisa Simpson  
whist wearing a paper bag over his head should wander blindly into the  
swamps of the "Earlie Musique Movement" whist still playing off the  
nastiest riff to be found in "Against the Day."

	Why fum'th in fight the Gentiles spite, in fury raging stout?
	Why tak'th in hand the people fond, vain things to bring about?
	The Kings arise, the Lords devise, in counsels met thereto,
	against the Lord with false accord, against His Christ they go.

	—Psalm 2:1-2, Archbishop Parker's Psalter (1567)

Ah yes, music hath charms, so they say.

We find the Beast on page 666, natürlich, where the young and  
enchanting Moufette is swirled into a conflation of literary genres,  
all of them pretty much blindly slouching towards Bethlehem. It's a  
dog's breakfast, let me tell you!

So if Moufette is the Beast, what does that make Ruberta?

Whatever she may be, the Tallis Fantasia was her redemption, her Grace  
note, her "way out" of being such a perfectly Beastly woman. The  
Tallis Fantasia is a musical composition that both speaks of antiquity  
and somehow always belonged to that antiquity, the realm of the  
Mythic, of the Immortals . . .

	I went down where the vultures feed
	I would’ve gone deeper, but there wasn’t any need
	Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men
	Wasn’t any difference to me

Flip Dylan's ditty "Dignity"  upwards and it's a bit like Rilke's  
happy fall. It may not have been so much that  Ruperta Chirpingdon- 
Groin rose up, more that the Angelic Tallis Fantasia fell on her. Not  
too much difference twixt Vaughan Williams and an Angel's voice,  
leastaways that week.  Probably helps that Tallis -- another recondite  
Catholic composer within the realm of Elizabeth the First, along with  
the exquisite William Byrd -- welded together the Angelic and the  
orgasmic in his 40-part motet "Spem in Alium."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Cn7ZW8ts3Y

I've heard the songs of Angels and I've heard the songs of men --  
wasn't any difference to me.

On Oct 8, 2010, at 5:14 AM, Michael Bailey wrote:

> somebody probably would've told me if I was levitating, right?

Nobody said a thing to me back in 1971 over at the Fresno State  
College Music Library.