Found in Translation

On a dare from AP's Scott Haisel, I'm learning to perform our song What Katie Said en Espanol. Curious how accurate the alta vista babel fish translation was, I translated the spanish back to english:

About a face completely of words, you would think straight that some correct? And with some extremities of the value, you would think my lips less firmly to straighten? Broken window of the passenger next to itself in the floor. A-whoa-a-Ohh estereofonia can take my, but you cannot take me for a cabrito which I go more again to its house, behind deads porqué I cannot forget to me of what Katie said: "you have standards, girl, which hell you are that you do with me" Payphone of the STD that hangs of my face, its roomie obtained me in grasping, and damn, why I am so dishonor? With a full fist of change and absolutely any sense. A-whoa-a-Ohh what little which I have learned on love is in the cost of my pride I go again to its house, behind deads porqué I cannot forget to me of what Katie said: "you have standards, girl, which hell you are that you do with me" I go again to its house, behind deads porqué I cannot forget to me of what Katie said: "you have standards, girl, which hell you are that you do with me" the Ohhh of the the one of the the one of the the one of the the one of the the one of the the one of the the one of the the one of you always know the place last to be with his will shake friends and his their eyes of the neon will shake honoraria that flashing the vacancy Babeh Babay that you have been always the last thing to be with your girls of guestlist and their decayed pleas hear to hear! Three aclamations for its apathy! Porqué divides posteriora of the I in its house, back of deads porqué I cannot forget to me of what Katie said: "you have standards, girl, which hell you are that you do with me" I go again to its house, behind deads porqué I cannot forget to me of what Katie said: "you have standards, girl, which hell you are that you do with me" Yes, what hell you are doing with me? Which is a decent girl who does with me "

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-S

To Drew

Black Socks

A healthy foot has so much potential to bear pain, that it’s scary to be aware of a complete absence of pain, when it is healthy. This goes for all body parts, internal and external. Lurking in the lossy midtones of paranoid conciousness is that “stages of man” poster from the elementary school’s biology room that depicts a conga line of one homosapien painted incrementally along his lifeline. Politely, the right crop of the poster comes before the corpse and decay stages, but the imagination extends it over Einstein’s zany mugshot to places where logic and science clash with the utter inability to imagine the world without oneself. A one-camera movie with the one camera removed is simply no longer a movie. Ask the audience in the darkened theatre, and they will tell you, there is no movie. Will they be angry? Will they yell “start the movie! We don’t have all day!”? This crowd in our heads, will they just leave? Where will they go? Don’t they now have all day? Stay! I’m sure we’ll get this camera fixed! The movie will start again shortly! Won’t it? Hello?

Song Snatchers

Dear Thom Yorke,
Here is our "pale imitation with the edges sewn off".



Sincerely,
Shawn Harris