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Blasé Babes

from Upward, Not Northward by Harvey Pekar

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Blasé Babes

“I want to be swept off my feet, you know? I want my children to have magical powers, I am prepared for amazing things to happen. I can handle it.” Me and You and Everyone We Know.

Dreams are constructs of age. Time refines palates, presuming sophistication is the absence of simplicity. Sunrise desensitized. 18-year-olds wear cigarettes like merit badges as children gawk in ignorance and adults loiter in envy. Age is a constant aggressor. It inhibits with etiquette and belittles with hierarchy. Julian Years are artificial. Surely growth is subtler than the breaking of sacred trees and the ceremonial loss of skin[28]. But competition is more quantifiable than self-fulfillment. As if an orbital motion turned joy into a myth – men trap frigates inside bottles while boys sail paper boats on puddles. This Rube Goldberg machine delays happiness and impedes vision. But I spy an elephant in the belly of a snake[29], and he made my cheeks burn amid Santa Monica’s foothills, and flush when a waterfall mended a friend. Cherish the wet behind our ears.

[28] “They march slowly towards the homestead of the matuumo, carrying the leaves and twigs gathered from the sacred tree, mogumo. The initiates are warned never to look behind as they move along, for to do so would bring misfortune to them at the time of irua, and, furthermore, the childhood misdeeds which they have thrown over the sacred tree, mogumo, would come back to them. The songs they sing on the homeward march are directed towards denouncing all things that are not fit and proper for any adult member of the community to do.” Kenyatta, Jomo. Facing Mt. Kenya.

[29] “I showed my masterpiece to the grown-ups and asked them if my drawing frightened them. They answered: ‘Why should anyone be frightened by a hat?’ My drawing did not represent a hat. It was supposed to be a boa constrictor digesting an elephant. So I made another drawing of the inside of the boa constrictor to enable the grown-ups to understand. They always need explanations.” Saint-Exupery, Antoine de. The Little Prince.

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from Upward, Not Northward, released July 16, 2013

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Harvey Pekar Cleveland, Ohio

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Elliott Frank: Guitar
Ian Douglas: Drums
Nick Kratsas: Vocals
Nick Schmitt: Bass

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