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(If you wish to skip my inane babbling, there is a TL;DR at the bottom.)

I was curious about it, and all I can find about rye is that most people are not fond of it, and it was given a bad review as a foodsource by Pliny the Elder.

So much for that.

I lol’d about the blood though. Toni made cookies a few days ago, and as I was eating one, Raquel came in the office and told me I should not have done because, as she said, “she’s trying to cast a love spell on Randal. You know, the way they did in medieval times.”

Reeser: So they were baked with…? What? A dollop of fairy dust? Some eye of newt?
Raquel: Menstrual blood.
Reeser: Ah. Well then.
Raquel: I see you’re still eating it.
Reeser: It was already half gone.
Raquel: That’s gross.
Reeser: What can I say? I’m immune to blood magic. And love, apparently.
Raquel: Aww, don’t say that!
Reeser: Gosh. I didn’t mean nobody loves me. They all do. I just don’t return the feeling. Even when you feed me magic blood cookies.
Raquel: *laughs* I’ll make sure I tell her they didn’t work.
Reeser: You do that.

Anyway. Here is the song that brought all that on.

#18: Rome–La Rose Et La Hache

This band was my introduction to apocalyptic folk music. I’m a bit skeptical about the genre as a whole, but…ugh…this guy…
I came across a song from him the year after I graduated college, and it was peculiar…layers on layers of implication and suggestion in a single song! And his voice is the embodiment of melancholy. I loved it. But…overall, I don’t love his music. Just a song or two here and there.
This song I found when I was picking through albums by Rome, listening to the samples on iTunes and the posted ones on youtube. When it cropped up, I didn’t stand a chance against it, given I have an intolerable weakness for songs that have accordions and something of the carnival in them. Which this one definitely has. Strings and accordions and violins and twinklies that sound like tubular bells or something similar…it’s great.
Naturally, since I love it so much, the subject of the song is incest. Because half the time when I find a song that really grabs me, it’s…you know. About incest or infanticide or devil worship or something like that.

Can’t have it all, I guess. Kind of like audio for the next song. Can’t find it online, so you only get lyrics.

#17: Rome–All For Naught

Be generous with you life, with your love
Be generous always
Is this final?
Are we both seeds beneath the snows?
Is my faith only burning faintly
As my disobedience grows?

Because
I decided to be what anger made me be
I decided to be what hatred made of me
I decided to be what the lions left of me
I decided to be what cowards are meant to be

For it was all, all for naught
It was all, all for naught

What black sea shall be our mistress, our mother?
What brothers, what ghosts
Can populate a song?
You know I was a different man
You know I was a fool
You know I was wrong

I decided to be what anger made me be
I decided to be what hatred made of me
I decided to be what the lions left of me
I decided to be what cowards are meant to be

And it was all, all for naught
It was all, all for naught

This one isn’t as engaging as the last, but it is slower and greyer and sometimes I still have a need for those playlists of calm, grey songs that keep me from feeling things.

I may need a lot of those soon.

TL;DR
Going to see someone in the hospital tomorrow, and it may be the last time I ever will. I do not look forward to it, as I am having a much more difficult time with the idea than I like to admit.

Cheers.

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