Surely no other song in the entire history of music displays as much compassion for rabbits as Radiohead’s “Mixymatosis.”
{ 2006 02 20 }
{ 2006 02 20 }
Surely no other song in the entire history of music displays as much compassion for rabbits as Radiohead’s “Mixymatosis.”
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Anne | 20-Feb-06 at 4:31 pm | Permalink
I don’t know the Radiohead song, but you know the famous poem by Philip Larkin, of the same title, yes?
Caught in the center of a soundless field
While hot inexplicable hours go by
What trap is this? Where were its teeth concealed?
You seem to ask.
I make a sharp reply,
Then clean my stick. I’m glad I can’t explain
Just in what jaws you were to suppurate:
You may have thought things would come right again
If you could only keep quite still and wait.
Chris | 20-Feb-06 at 4:34 pm | Permalink
Yeah, I’ve always liked that poem.
ben wolfson | 20-Feb-06 at 11:23 pm | Permalink
So is the Larkin poem called “Myxomatosis” or “Mixymatosis”?
Anne | 21-Feb-06 at 12:51 am | Permalink
Ben, actually I was (patronizingly) assuming that Chris had spelled the title of the Radiohead song wrong, and I wasn’t going to say anything about it. Didn’t cross my mind until I saw your comment that the song might not just be the literal name of the disease. Not so clever, me.
Chris | 21-Feb-06 at 8:42 am | Permalink
No, I’m the one who isn’t clever. I just knew there was something funny about the way I’d spelled the word, but was too lazy to stop to think about it. Now that I can google it properly, I can see that perhaps the lyrics really don’t display much compassion for rabbits. I’m disappointed.
Wikipedia says that an English anarcho-punk band called “Flux of Pink Indians” also did a song by the same name. I wonder if that’s what I’m looking for.