"I always say I don't need you/but it's always gonna come right back to this/please don't leave me"

[larryhammer]

A song, dance, and flight number:

Why had I never realized that "Annabelle Lee" would work brilliantly as an Appalachian bluegrass song? Because I'm not Sarah Jarosz, apparently. (Why I hadn't realized that "Annabelle Lee" was Poe's last completed poem is more explicable.) (via several)

Tron dance party: a truly EXCELLENT use of lightsuits, especially the creating animation by coordinated flickering on a dark stage. Expect to see more acts like this. (via)

What the Space Shuttle booster saw and heard, from launch to detach to landing in the ocean. Complete with the sounds of reentry through the atmosphere.

---L.

Comments

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

I love that Annabelle Lee, and you're totally right that it's *excellent* as an Appalachian bluegrass song--just the right feel. Or a right feel, anyway.

Tron dance is cool too, and would be fun to try doing.

[larryhammer]

The technical coordinator is as important to that tronsuit troop as the choreographer.

---L.

A Smidgen of POEtic Humor

[rymrytr.livejournal.com]

It's an extremely minor mistake, and very prevalent through out the land of the Internet, but being a Poe-ette-ist, I recall that he spelled it, "Annabel Lee" (http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/annabel-lee/)...

She and he, and his Raven and Gold Bug, made a deep impression on my sophomoric mind that year of High school, back in about 1961 or so.

I immediately started scribbling, having fallen into the pit, but, alas, the pendulum failed to strike off my writing hand.

I clawed my way out from behind the bricks, sipped a tankard of Amontillado and began a long, rambling search for the true path out of the vast land of sepulchers.

Now my heart tells the tale of 50 years of putting a manuscript or two into a bottle and dropping them into the streams of my tears. But finding that none have come to my rescue, I fear that I am forever doomed to this Premature Burial.



Oh, bye the way, speaking of Reading Glasses, Poe wrote of spectacles (http://poestories.com/read/spectacles)