Fever Dream Music: February 9 4-6am

After some epic early morning DJ fisticuffs (read: an amicable 2-minute conversation), Fever Dream Music and I, your devoted companion, have moved to a 4-6am broadcast window. Never fear! The music is still here.

Ár Nathair, The Lords Prayer – Liam O’Maonlai – Rian

You, You’re Awesome – Do Make Say Think – You, You’re a History in Rust

1788 – Przemysław Grudziński – Przemysław Grudziński Sings the Songs of Jacek Kaczmarski***(see translation below)

Woods – Bon Iver – Blood Bank

My Body Is A Cage – Arcade Fire – Neon Bible

Big Time – Peter Gabriel – Shaking the Tree

The Air-Conditioned Nightmare – Mr. Bungle – California

They Call It Justice (Yarin Lidor Remix) – Justice vs. Dead Prez

Caroline – MC Solaar – Qui sème le vent récolte le tempo

I Wanna Be Adored – The Stone Roses – The Stone Roses

Velvet Divorce – Sneaker Pimps – A Life Less Ordinary (Original Soundtrack)

Nite and Fog – Mercury Rev – All Is Dream

Go Out and Love Someone – Pogo – Table Scraps

16, Maybe Less – Calexico & Iron & Wine – In the Reins

1229 Sheffield – Brian Vander Ark – Resurrection

Action Reaction – Choir of Young Believers – This Is for the White in Your Eyes

Wait for the Summer – Yeasayer – All Hour Cymbals

American Skin (41 Shots) Live – Bruce Springsteen – The Essential Bruce Springsteen

How Does a Duck Know – Crash Test Dummies – God Shuffled His Feet

Monsters – Hurricane Bells – New Moon (Original Soundtrack)

Substitution – Silversun Pickups – Swoon

Follow the Lady – Carbon Leaf – Echo Echo

I’ve Got Your Number – Passion Pit – Chunk of Change

Rhubarb & Villages – Brian Eno vs. Aphex Twin

Skin Is, My – Andrew Bird – The Mysterious Production of Eggs

The Process of Leaving – E*Vax – Parking Lot Music

***1788

That first sea journey to Australia!
Bastards by sides, prostitutes in the bunks –
Everyone was scared, sobbing and vomiting
On their way to paradise. Oh, Your Perversity,
Lord, in your plans we couldn’t yet see
You had black devils guarding the shores
Of  the Eden that you reserved for us —
In which none of us, to be honest, believed!

What have we, the wretched, done to deserve that?
One who was to hang for stealing a coat
Cried at his impending doom;
Didn’t see You in rotten masts
Of the ship, which was just a new prison;
The other who traded her childrens’ bodies
Hadn’t the slightests idea
It’s the ship of hope – not despair.

Many soldiers dreary with escort
(For how did their fate differ from ours?)
Knew they wouldn’t see harbor
Where hospital innkeepers
And whores; that they would run out of rum
Before they reached their destination.
So they jugged up with sailors
And – against rules – gambled for imprisoned women.

True, not all of them survived Your challenges
For You challenged us heartily, Lord:
You didn’t spare us a high wave
Which many followed into the ocean,
Others had their gums rotten,
Teeth lost, abscesses burning…
Thus, our green trail is marked by coffins,
Scurvy, madness, French sickness*.

No one will ever find in the ocean
The bodies of the wretched – except You, God.
Their sinful lives don’t deserve epithaphs,
But they are punished. So maybe it’s enough
That You made a dreadful example:
They really reached hell
And in death none of them believed
That in their suffering, they were still men.

Land seemed inhospital, savage;
Honorless bastards, venal woman –
How can they become settlers of the new worlds
Overnight? For recognizing paradise
Wasn’t easy; To find strength in ourselves
Against adversities, without a word of encouragement
To live despite everything – before You showed us
A land rich in grain, gold and diamonds.

Children of bastards, spawn of bandits
Deriving all Your goods –
At least we know from our own experience:
In us there are both paradise and hell –
And to both – trails.

12.2.1995

Jacek Kaczmarski

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*French sickness is syphilis

Watch out for that French sickness… and coyotes! –DJ Delphi

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