Back to black (and white)

I think I can be a bit obsessed with aesthetics and design. I can therefore look at sites like Veer for ages, and would buy publications such as Creative Review regularly if I could. It will therefore come as no surprise that I have changed the face of this blog again, back to the original template. But aren't Blogger's stock templates really very dull indeed?

I just don't have the time to design my own....

Saippuakauppias...

...is your palindrome for today. When I was at school, I became very interested (I don't know why) in palindromes, especially in music. And so today, upon browsing aimlessly (actually, not so aimlessly - I was looking for for German language courses) I found this palindrome. It is a real word, in Finnish and means 'soap salesman', apparently. What kind of language has a word for a soap salesman?

Oh, what the hell, have another one....

Kobła ma mały bok

...is Polish and means 'the mare has a small side.'
All found from the BBC's language forum pages for geeks!!

Oh, dear, is that the time? I must go to bed...
I'm sorry if I've either confused or scared you..

The White Lady Loves You More

This is my favourite song at the moment. It's incredibly sad, but it speaks a lot about addiction. In this case, I think it's specifically about heroin addiction, but I think it can be applied to other addictions as well. I saw a video of Elliott performing this in the US before he died. People in the audience were close to tears..

Keep your things in a place meant to hide
But I know they’re there somewhere
And I know that’s where you’ll go tonight
I’ll be thrown over just like before
The white lady loves you more
Need a metal man just to pick up your feet
It’s a long time since you cared enough for me to even be discrete
I know what this metal is for
The white lady loves you more
I’m looking at a hand full of broken plans
And I’m tired of playing it down
You just want her to do anything for you
There ain’t nothing that you won’t allow
You wake up in the middle of the night
From a dream you won’t remember flashing off like a cop’s light
You say she’s waiting and I know what for
The white lady loves you more
The white lady

The White Lady Loves You More - Elliott Smith

Sorry, somewhat of a miserable post, but I liked the song and spent a while thinking about the lyrics and why Elliott wrote it.