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[amonthofsongs]

A Month of Songs

My Morning Jacket —

“Magic Bullet”

There is no immunity to mortality.

Perhaps the magic bullet is invisible bullet,

pre-bullet:

prevention of intervention.

Every tree falls:

eventually.

Every halo? Who knows?

What strings are pulled for halos,

commodified salvation,

and negotiated assertiveness.

Come on?

There is no magic bullet,

for there is no magic gun.

If you believe in werewolves,

which can of beer will save your life?

[amonthofsongs]

A Month of Songs

My Morning Jacket:

“Ready To Be Called On”

Like a third year law student, eager to answer and defend all questions with even deeper questions and fluid and defensible answers. For whom the bell tolls, time marches on and on and on and on…

Metallica. Anthrax. Run on for a long time, be ready to be called on…

[amonthofsongs]

A Month Of Songs:

My Morning Jacket:

“Spring (Among the Living)”

I want this song played at my funeral, as I am being lower into the ground. And I am absolutely serious.

When Jim James lived in my hometown, we talked about metal at Baskin Robins as he ate banana ice cream. He was especially impressed with _Chaos A.D._ at the time. Anthrax had to be somewhat on his mind when writing this beautiful track.