Watch out, or she'll chew you up

I have had Maneater running through my head for days.  Days.  All in all, not as bad as some ear worms I've had, but it wouldn't matter if it was the best song ever, having it in my head over and over for days and days would make me hate it.

Now you can "enjoy" it too!

In other news, I've discovered the short stories and poetry of Clark Ashton Smith.  Check out his Ode to the Abyss.  Totally awesome.  A contemporary of H.P. Lovecraft, and I think, just as weird.

"The Tale of Satampra Zeiros" was my first introduction to him, and it starts like this:

"I, Satampra Zeiros of Uzuldaroum, shall write with my left hand, since I have no longer any other, the tale of everything that befell Tirouv Ompallios and myself in the shrine of the god Tsathoggua, which lies neglected by the worship of man in the jungle-taken suburbs of Commoriom, that long-deserted capital of the Hyperborean rulers. I shall write it with the violet juice of the suvana-palm, which turns to a blood-red rubric with the passage of years, on a strong vellum that is made from the skin of the mastodon, as a warning to all good thieves and adventurers who may hear some lying legend of the lost treasures of Commoriom and be tempted thereby."

Which immediately reminds me of many a good Lovecraft intro, in which the reluctant author is either mad, dying, or frightened for his life, yet compelled to tell his tale, lest others share the same fate or worse.

My next experience with Smith was his poem, "Ode to the Abyss."  Normally, I don't read a lot of poetry, but this one was pretty good.  Lots of potential band and song names in that poem.

In an effort to get something different running through my head, I'm listening to Nujabes "Modal Soul," an album by the Japanese hip hop artist responsible for the music on the anime Samurai Champloo.

The whole album is solid, but my favorite tracks are the first one, "Feather" and the ninth, "World's End Rhapsody," at around 34:50.