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क्लिक करिए और सुनिए मजेदार आपबीती ऑडियो – मानसून और झमाझम बारिश अगर आपके पास 2 मिनट और 42 सैंक़िड हैं तो सुनिए ये मजेदार आपबीती … जबसे खबर सुनी कि मानसून आने वाला है और इस बार  सामान्य से ज्यादा बारिश होगी तो यकीनन मन मयूर नाच उठा कि एक बार फिर सौंधी सौंधी […]

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That Moment When Summer Arrives, 
Whether or not the Solstice Has Occurred

The peonies are blown.
Rain knocked the petals off
the last poppy
and laid the daisies down on the lawn.
The first fireflies
sparkle the humid night.
You can smell
the grass growing.


©Mary Lee Hahn, 2016


Jone has the Poetry Friday roundup this week at Check it Out.

The call for roundup hosts July-December went up yesterday. You can find it here.

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QR Codes might just be the way to help summer writers keep writing!

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       Still a few weeks until the big flood of books of the French 'rentrée littéraire' is upon us, but the Sur la route de Jostein-weblog has a useful (title-)overview of what's coming -- arranged by publisher.

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       Litprom have announced their most recent 'Weltempfänger'-best list, their recommended titles, in German translation, of Asian, African, and Latin American works -- always interesting to see.
       Unfortunately -- because they're not that interested in folks actually seeing the list ? -- they only make it available in the dreaded pdf format. (Well, no, to be entirely accurate I have to acknowledge they also make it available in the (even more useless) jpg image format.) This defies my -- or surely any -- comprehension, but what do I know ..... (Really, folks: HTML -- it's not that complicated.)
       With four titles translated from the Spanish (including Tomás González's In the Beginning was the Sea, the only title under review at the complete review), and two from the English, the selection seems a bit ... narrower than usual; still, some good stuff.

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This month the poetry gang wrote poems to photos taken by Tanita of Mary Pownall's sculpture The Harpy Calaeno.

I wrote this first poem after learning that a dear friend was diagnosed with cancer. The news was not good, and after multiple opinions, the consensus is that are no treatment options. So, the poem doesn't say much about cancer that hasn't already been said, but writing it made me feel a bit better.

The word drops …
cancer
there is no steeling yourself
against it
the tumor
an oozing black tar
staining your insides
a writhing knot of snakes
expanding ever outward

Cancer, you bitch
you harpy
clawing your way
through a mortal temple
slowly stealing life
but not soul

In this case
inoperable
untreatable

Despite the news
spirit indomitable


For my second poem I wanted to actually write about the sculpture. Inspired by the poems written by my sisters in the form of pantoum and villanelle, I chose a form as well. In gearing up for next week's poetry stretch I decided to experiment with the Luc Bat, a Vietnamese form with a repeating rhyme scheme and lines of six and eight syllables.

No prize this beast with wings,
the roar of her voice sings, not sweet
but raw, a clawing beat.
Cover your ears, retreat … no run
before your end’s begun
before you are undone by scales,
beating wings, mournful wails,
those claws as sharp as nails. Beware!
Once fixed in her cold stare,
you will not have a prayer save one.
Recall she's marble spun,
this myth that made men run, now stone
and beauty, fearsome thing.
Poems ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2016. All rights reserved.


You can read the poems written by my Poetry Seven compatriots at the links below.

• Tanita Davis
• Kelly Fineman
• Sara Lewis Holmes
• Laura Purdie Salas
• Liz Garton Scanlon
• Andi Sibley

I do hope you'll take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by Jone of Check It Out. Happy poetry Friday friends!

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Today we are taking a brief look at some packaging designs that feature lovely prints and patterns. The first are from Oliver Bonas where the beautiful colours and motifs on jewellery envelopes really stood out. They also have a new floral print and blue geometric design on on beauty and home packaging.

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Next we have some packaging that caught my eye for it's fun typography and illustrations. These designs were spotted on summer garden toys at Matalan and feature a fun combination of jungle leaves, flowers, and insects on a stylish grid. Also spotted were nice type on kraft for their outdoor sports packaging and painterly marks on craft kits.

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“We are ALL Americans,Just the same.”(Click to enlarge spread)   This morning at Kirkus, I have two new picture books (well, both are forthcoming, one sooner than the other) all about defying labels. That will be here soon. * * * Last week, I talked here with Faith Ringgold. I’m following up today with two […]

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How to make your own M.A.S.H. game

Want to know your future? All you have to do is gather your friends and play a game of M.A.S.H.  (In case you don’t know, M.A.S.H. stands for Mansion, Apartment, Shack, House.) You can play the online M.A.S.H. game here, but if you want to play without a computer . . .

STEP 1) Get a sheet of paper and write “M.A.S.H” at the top of the page in big letters. Then think of four categories. They can be anything you want, but most people choose: people to marry, future jobs, how wealthy they will be, and the number of kids they’ll have. Now pick four answers for each category. To make the game more interesting, have your friends pick the answers for you!

STEP 2) Draw a box at the bottom of the page with a dot in the middle. Close your eyes and have your friend draw a spiral in the box starting from the dot. After a few seconds say, “Stop!” Then open your eyes and count the spiral’s rings. That number is your lucky number.

STEP 3) Start at the “M” in M.A.S.H and count up to your lucky number. When you stop, cross out whatever you land on. (For instance, if your lucky number is three, start counting at “M” and when you land on “S” cross it out.) Keep counting up to your lucky number, going through each category before circling back to the beginning. When there is only one answer in each category, circle it. That is your future!

So what did you get? A mansion, with your crush, and four kids? Who knows? It may just come true (unless you ended up in a shack with someone you can’t stand)! Then, you can always play again! Good luck!

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This spring I had the opportunity to attend the Bologna Children’s Book Fair along with 12 graduate students and their instructor, ALSC Past President and former Butler Children’s Literature Center Curator Thom Barthelmess. As the current Curator, I was eager to not only travel with such fun, smart, and like-minded colleagues, but to learn what children’s literature looks like around the world, and how the world sees us these days. The upshot? They like our books. Our politics, not so much.

While I was traveling on Dominican’s dime with support from the Butler Family Foundation, this trip also posed an opportunity for me, as ALSC Fiscal Officer, to learn firsthand about the impact, if any, of ALSC’s book and media awards internationally.

The first thing I learned should have been obvious: In addition to the vast market at Bologna for buying and selling rights to translate books to and from various languages and to publish them in other countries, there is a vibrant market and interest in original illustration. I saw three exhibits: the annual juried Bologna Illustrators Exhibition (featuring only one American illustrator this time, YooHee Joon); “Artists and Masterpieces of Illustration: 50 Illustrators Exhibit 1967-2016,” a special exhibit commemorating the 50th anniversary of the annual one; and one featuring art from wordless picture books (the accepted term overseas is “silent books”). Beyond these exhibits, illustrators also promote their work directly to publishers here: the market for text is a translation one, so it’s not a place for authors to pitch manuscripts, it’s a more open opportunity for art.

A fascinating debate broke out on a panel discussion about the 50th anniversary exhibit. Panelist Leonard Marcus noted the positive development of an “international visual vocabulary” that has made it increasingly difficult to pigeonhole a book’s country of origin; Etienne Delessert countered that it’s still quite easy to identify an American picture book, at least (not necessarily a compliment). This reminded me of the ALSC Board’s decision a few years ago to maintain ALSC award eligibility for books originally published in the United States and by a U.S. citizen or resident, that “reaffirmed the importance of identifying and rewarding authentic and unique American children’s literature, in keeping with award founder Frederic Melcher’s original intent for these awards.” (Foote, The Newbery and Caldecott Awards: A Guide to the Medal and Honor Books, 2010 edition).

These storied ALSC awards that have been around for decades are sacred in our association and well-known in the United States, but what do people overseas know, or think, about them?

While our awards don’t have nearly the impact on the business of publishing outside the United States as they do stateside, high international interest in illustration seems paralleled by interest in the Caldecott Medal, if not the others. This observation is supported by the ALSC office, which reports infrequent queries about seal use from international publishers, almost all about the Caldecott. U.S. publishers with whom I spoke indicated they’re never asked about awards or seals. However, I noticed many books that were published in other countries and languages were in fact ALSC award winners, even though they did not bear the award seal. This could mean overseas publishers recognize our awards as arbiters of quality and are therefore more likely to buy books that win, seal or no seal; or that they might want seals for book promotion purposes but don’t know how to procure them.

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There is certainly an upside to promoting seal use internationally to raise the international profile of ALA, ALSC, and our media awards. Challenges include the need for publishers in other countries to respect U.S. trademark law (our seal images are ALA’s intellectual property); the need for an acknowledgement printed on the book that the non-U.S. edition is not the exact one evaluated by the committee; and the desire of some overseas publishers to work wording in their own language into the seal image itself. ALSC works hard to protect the integrity and reputation of these awards that have stood us in such good stead over the past 80 or so years, so we’ll continue to carefully shepherd appropriate seal use while encouraging its worldwide adoption to the extent we can.

(All pictures courtesy of Guest Blogger)

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Our guest blogger is Diane Foote. Diane is assistant dean and curator of the Butler Children’s Literature Center at Dominican University GSLIS in River Forest, Illinois, and the ALSC Fiscal Officer. She can be reached at [email protected].

Please note that as a guest post, the views expressed here do not represent the official position of ALA or ALSC.

If you’d like to write a guest post for the ALSC Blog, please contact Mary Voors, ALSC Blog manager, at [email protected].

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The Wild Robot
By Peter Brown
Little, Brown & Company
$16.99
ISBN: 978-0-316-38199-4
Ages 9-12
On shelves now

There are far fewer robot middle grade books out there than you might expect. This is probably because, as a general rule, robots fall into the Data from Star Trek trap. Their sole purpose in any narrative is to explain what it is to be human. You see this all the time in pop culture, so it stands to reason you’d see it a bit in children’s books too. Never you mind that a cool robot is basically a kid’s dream companion. Take away the kid, put the robot on its own, and you have yourself some philosophy lite. Maybe that’s why I liked Peter Brown’s The Wild Robot as much as I did. The heroine of this book is mechanical but she’s not wrestling with the question of what it means to feel emotions or any of that. She’s a bit more interested in survival and then, after a bit of time, connection. Folks say this book is like Hatchet or My Side of the Mountain. Maybe so, but it’s also a pretty good book about shedding civilization and going wild. In short, living many a city kid’s dream.

The first thing she is aware of is that she is bound in a crate by cords. Once those are severed she looks about. Roz is a robot. She appears to be on an island in the sea. Around her are the shattered remains of a good many other robots. How she has gotten here, she doesn’t know, but it doesn’t take long for her to realize that she is in dire need of shelter and allies. Roz is not a robot built for the outdoors, but part of her programming enables her to adapt. Learning the languages of the denizens of the forest, Roz is initially rebuffed (to put it mildly) by the animals living there. After a while, though, she adopts a gosling she accidentally orphaned and together they learn, grow, and come to be invaluable members of the community. And when Roz faces a threat from the outside, it’s her new friends and extended family that will come to her aid.

They say that all good stories can be easily categorized into seven slots. One of the best known is “a stranger comes to town”. Roz is precisely that and her story is familiar in a lot of ways. The stranger arrives and is shunned or actively opposed. Then they win over the local populace and must subsequently defend it against an incoming enemy or be protected by it. But there is another kind of book this conjures up as well. The notion of going from “civilized” to “wild” carries the weight of all kinds of historical appropriations. Smart of Brown then to stick with robots and animals. Roz is a kind of anti-Pinocchio. Instead of trying to figure out how to fit in better with civilization, she spends the bulk of her time trying to figure out how to shed it like a skin. In his career, Brown has wrestled continually with the notion of civilization vs. nature, particularly as it relates to being “wild”. The most obvious example of this, prior to The Wild Robot, was his picture book Mr. Tiger Goes Wild. Yet somehow it manages to find its way into many of the books he does. Consider the following:

• My Teacher Is a Monster! (No, I Am Not) – A child sees his teacher as a creature best befitting a page in “Where the Wild Things Are” until, by getting to know her, she is humanized in his sight.

• Children Make Terrible Pets – A bear attempts to tame a wild human child with disastrous results.

• The Curious Garden – Nature reclaims abandoned civilization, and is tamed in the process.

• Creepy Carrots – Brown didn’t write this one but it’s not hard to see how the image of nature (in the form of carrots) terrorizing a bunny in his suburban home could hold some appeal.

• Even the Chowder books and his first picture book The Flight of the Dodo had elements of animals wrestling with their own natures.

In this book, Brown presents us with a robot created with the sole purpose of serving in a domestic capacity. Are we seeing only the good side of nature and eschewing the terrible? Brown does clearly have a bias at work here, but this is not a peaceable kingdom where the lamb lays down next to the lion unless necessity dictates that it do so. Though the animals do have a dawn truce, Brown notes at one moment how occasionally one animal or another might go missing, relocating involuntarily to the belly of one of its neighbors. Nasty weather plays a significant role in the plot, beaching Roz at the start, and providing a winter storm of unprecedented cruelty later on. Even so, those comparisons of this book to Hatchet and My Side of the Mountain aren’t far off the mark. Nature is cold and cruel but it’s still better than dull samey samey civilization.

Of course, you read every book through your own personal lens. If you’re an adult reading a children’s book then you’re not only reading a book through your own lens but through the lens you had when you were the intended audience’s age as well. It’s sort of a dual method of book consumption. My inner ten-year-old certainly enjoyed this book, that’s for sure. Thirty-eight-year-old me had a very different reaction. I liked it, sure I did. But I also spent much of this book agog that it was such a good parenting title. Are we absolutely certain Peter Brown doesn’t have some secret children squirreled away somewhere? I mean, if you were to ask me what the theme of this book truly is, I’d have to answer you in all honesty that it’s about how we see the world anew through the eyes of our children. A kid would probably say it’s about how awesome it is to be a robot in the wild. Both are true.

If you’re familiar with a Peter Brown picture book then you might have a sense of his artistic style. His depiction of Roz is very interesting. It was exceedingly nice to see that though the book refers to her in the feminine, it’s not like the pictures depict her as anything but a functional robot, glowing eyes and all. Even covered in flowers she looks more like an extra from Miyazaki’s Castle in the Sky than anything else. Her mouth is an expressionless slit but in her movements you can catch a bit of verve and drive. Alas, the illustrations are in black and white and not the lovely color of which we know Brown to be capable. Colored art in middle grade novels is a pricey affair. A publisher needs to really and truly believe in a book to give it color. That said, with this book appearing regularly on the New York Times bestseller list, you’d think they’d have known what they had at the time. Maybe we can get a full-color anniversary edition in a decade or so.

Like most robot books, Brown does cheat a little. It’s hard not to. We are told from the start that Roz is without emotions, but fairly early on this statement is called into question. One might argue quite reasonably that early statements like. “As you might know, robots don’t really feel emotions. Not the way animals do.” Those italics at the beginning of the sentence are important. They suggest that this is standard information passed down by those in the know and that they believe you shouldn’t question it. But, of course, the very next sentence does precisely that. “And yet . . .” Then again, those italics aren’t special to that chapter. In fact, all the chapters in this book begin with the first few words italicized. So it could well be that Brown is serious when he says that Roz can’t feel emotions. Can she learn them then? The book’s foggy on that point, possibly purposely so, but in that uncertainty plenty will find Brown’s loving robot a bit more difficult to swallow than others. Books of this sort work on their own internal logic anyway. I know one reader who seriously wondered why the RECO robots had no on/off switches. Others, why she could understand animal speech. You go with as much as you can believe and the writer pulls you in the rest of the way.

I’ve read books for kids where robots are in charge of the future and threaten heroes in tandem with nature. I’ve read books for kids where robots don’t understand why they’re denied the same rights as the humans around them. I even read a book once about a robot who tended a human child, loving her as her parents would have, adapting her to her alien planet’s environment over the years (that one’s Keeper of the Isis Light by Monica Hughes and you MUST check it out, if you get a chance). But I have never read a robot book quite as simple and to the point as Peter Brown’s. Nor have I read such comforting bedtime reading in a while. Lucky is the kid that gets tucked in and read this at night. An excellent science fiction / parenting / adventure / survival novel, jam packed with robotic bits and pieces. If this is the beginning of the robot domination, I say bring it on.

On shelves now.

Source: Final copy sent from publisher for review.

Like This? Then Try:

• Iron Giant by Ted Hughes
• Robot Dreams by Sara Varon
• Keeper of the Isis Light by Monica Hughes

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Question: As an English second language speaker who doesn't live in an English speaking country, I found myself having trouble with finding beta readers.

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 Well an odd week-
Time lost to Birthdays (mine and my wife's)- well not really lost- but not working or learning /enjoying life.
Time lost due to the house renovations.

Time spent on another pass on Magic Word book roughs:-
I'm determined to get it to the stage the Over and Out book is at.
I'm doing it a bit differently- instead of doing all the roughs in Photoshop I'm doing them in pencil on print outs from Indesign.
I was trying to do a pass where I reduce the options to just 1 or 2 per spread ( normally I do 4 or 5 or more)- and nearly got through it.
I'm not sure how other authors find it but I have moments where I'm thinking "Is this working? It was working...is it now?"-
then later its "oh yes- this is good-what you've just done works a treat-thank goodness".
I think in particular I have to make sure its funny to match the idea or maintains the mood throughout- and not make any drawing overly scary or if they,-
are they still need to be slightly ridiculous or funny.
The story is a bit Roald Dahl esque because baddies get their comeuppance in a Dahl way.
Part of me worries- but I think if I keep it funny and the Baddies ridiculous , despisable, architects of their own demise and in no way role models then its OK.

also spent a bit of time thinking of 'future sci/fi ' ideas with a bit of a post global warming bent.
Was talking to Sam Bowring about possible ideas for books- and I like the idea of Sci fi anthologies of the sort that I had as a child (ie collections of Asimov or Ray Bradbury type)- but illustrated.
Funny how when you ought to be doing something else you get brilliant ideas for something completely different.
Not quite like "how to end world hunger" but always feels that important.

- looking at Sketchbook again and Storyboard pro.
I'm thinking I'll do my drawing in Sketchbook from now on because photoshop's line quality is so rubbish  and because it saves psds swap to photoshop when I have  to.
(Or Manga studio.)

 Actually I bought several animation related books while in Sydney- which I have been looking at and reading:
 The Nine Old Men
Drawn to life,
A book on Toon Boom and
The Art of Big Hero 6.
Animation is on my mind but finishing this Magic Word book idea to the minimum level must be done.
 Only made it to one life drawing class at Qld Sculptors.- the model I think was called Chantelle.
I thought she is exactly the sort of model Degas would have liked- (sculptors doesn't have a bathtub though.)
I think I was a bit hot and cold- I got the basis of her face correct,shading a problem
...on her legs below the lead was reflecting the light above so I couldn't see the line I drew as I drew it so a bit messed up......

Also quietly wondered why girls get themselves waxed..(top image)....a mystery.
Especially if you've got the sort that's neatly tucked-
(again no idea why women worry about large lips or whatever....again a mystery or victims or some sort of media myth)
Moral of that is- don't think- draw.

Anyway onward and upwards.

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A couple weeks back, I visited Poland Community School to talk to students in K-6. This school holds a special place in my heart, because my two children attended school there.  Many of the students had fabulous questions and connections, some of them camp with me during the summer, some I met for the very first time.

All of them were super, duper nice!  I felt like a rock star.

Just this week, I received a packet of letters from Ms. Conley’s class. Oh, how I loved reading them!!

A few of the letters urged me to write about snakes.  I have jotted this down in my Idea Book . . . can’t you see Cooper and Packrat with one?  I can!

Some other suggestions were for me to write about owls, and dogs.  Hmmmmm- I think Ms. Conley’s students are on to something here!

I love the many pictures they drew, too!

A huge THANK YOU to Ms. Conley’s class!  You’ve made my day a little brighter with your lovely notes!

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Discover the art of Oliver Popp, Cartoon Brew's Artist of the Day!

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Album: Alien Lanes
Year: 1995

After the electric shock recognition of Bee Thousand, I was way more prepared for the follow-up, 1995’s Alien Lanes, which crammed a completely ludicrous 28 songs into a 41-minute CD.

This kind of delicious overkill makes Alien Lanes if not the best Guided by Voices album, then definitely the most Guided by Voices album.

I seem to recall somebody somewhere comparing it to The Who Sell Out, and I like that comparison, but instead of mimicking a AM pirate radio station beaming the hits onshore, the experience of Alien Lanes is more like driving your car trying to tune in one of the local college radio stations, only you’re only able to get bits and pieces of each song, until you suddenly zero in on the greatest song you’ve never heard before that you might never hear again.

Like “Closer You Are,” where out of the murk comes super fuzzy guitars, and a couple of guys singing:

Chain smoke rings like a vapor snake kiss
She says, she don’t know why
The closer you are, the quicker it hits you
Closer you are, the quicker it hits you
Now you can see the boys dreaming, scheming

And you wonder, “where have I heard this before?” Because you’re already singing “the quicker it hits you” before you’ve even heard it the second time, but while you’re still trying to figure out if it’s some like mod band or something, the whole song stops for a second and one of the guys sings:

I get up at seven o’clock
And drive myself up to the Lookout Rock

And before you can go “wait, what?” they all dive back into the chorus.

The closer you are, the quicker it hits you
The closer you are, the quicker it hits you
Now you can see the boys dreaming, scheming

The closer you are, the quicker it hits you
The closer you are, the quicker it hits you

And then the song just ends, and something else starts — a slow droning thing — and you’re all “no, no, bring that back,” cos you’re worried that you’re never going to hear it again, because you’re going to lose the station before they back announce the songs, hell maybe you’ve already lost the station and you still have no idea who it even was.

And maybe you spend the rest of your life wondering what that song even was.

“Closer You Are”

“Closer You Are” performed live in 2010

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Album: Alien Lanes
Year: 1995

After the electric shock recognition of Bee Thousand, I was way more prepared for the follow-up, 1995’s Alien Lanes, which crammed a completely ludicrous 28 songs into a 41-minute CD.

This kind of delicious overkill makes Alien Lanes if not the best Guided by Voices album, then definitely the most Guided by Voices album.

I seem to recall somebody somewhere comparing it to The Who Sell Out, and I like that comparison, but instead of mimicking a AM pirate radio station beaming the hits onshore, the experience of Alien Lanes is more like driving your car trying to tune in one of the local college radio stations, only you’re only able to get bits and pieces of each song, until you suddenly zero in on the greatest song you’ve never heard before that you might never hear again.

Like “Closer You Are,” where out of the murk comes super fuzzy guitars, and a couple of guys singing:

Chain smoke rings like a vapor snake kiss
She says, she don’t know why
The closer you are, the quicker it hits you
Closer you are, the quicker it hits you
Now you can see the boys dreaming, scheming

And you wonder, “where have I heard this before?” Because you’re already singing “the quicker it hits you” before you’ve even heard it the second time, but while you’re still trying to figure out if it’s some like mod band or something, the whole song stops for a second and one of the guys sings:

I get up at seven o’clock
And drive myself up to the Lookout Rock

And before you can go “wait, what?” they all dive back into the chorus.

The closer you are, the quicker it hits you
The closer you are, the quicker it hits you
Now you can see the boys dreaming, scheming

The closer you are, the quicker it hits you
The closer you are, the quicker it hits you

And then the song just ends, and something else starts — a slow droning thing — and you’re all “no, no, bring that back,” cos you’re worried that you’re never going to hear it again, because you’re going to lose the station before they back announce the songs, hell maybe you’ve already lost the station and you still have no idea who it even was.

And maybe you spend the rest of your life wondering what that song even was.

“Closer You Are”

“Closer You Are” performed live in 2010

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A filterable, searchable & sortable database with links to every “Certain Song” post I’ve ever written.

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(It’s recommended that you listen to this on Spotify as their embed only has 200 songs.)

Support “Certain Songs” with a donation on Patreon
Go to my Patreon page

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