Today’s slow drag is with “Poor Fractured Atlas,” from “All This Useless Beauty,” released in 1996. The songwriting is credited to Elvis Costello.
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Show Notes:
Appreciation written, produced, and narrated by Remedy Robinson, MA/MFA
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References:
Elvis Costello Wiki Resource, “Poor Fractured Atlas”: http://www.elviscostello.info/wiki/index.php/Poor_Fractured_Atlas
“Poor Fractured Atlas”: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=afjkN_0RM3Y
Squirrel Gun definition: https://www.andrews.edu/~rwright/Oldwww/Alamo/squirrel.html
“Atlas” and the interesting facts: https://greekgodsandgoddesses.net/gods/atlas/
“Boy’s Last Wish Sets off Animal Rights Furor” https://www.nytimes.com/1996/05/12/us/boy-s-last-wish-sets-off-animal-rights-furor.html
Episode 9 of “Slow Drag with Remedy,” “Grace and Virtue,” a slow drag with “All This Useless Beauty”: https://directory.libsyn.com/episode/index/show/slowdragwithremedy/id/11434418
Episode 23 of “Slow Drag with Remedy,” “False and Lovely Modesty,” a slow drag with “Little Atoms”: https://directory.libsyn.com/episode/index/show/slowdragwithremedy/id/12489932
Episode 56 of “Slow Drag with Remedy,” “Pure Illuminated Sweetness,” a slow drag with “Distorted Angel”: https://directory.libsyn.com/episode/index/show/slowdragwithremedy/id/15986612
So, until next time, Adieu, my little ballyhoo
"Poor Fractured Atlas" Lyrics:
He's out in the woods with his squirrel gun
To try to recapture his anger
He's screaming some words at the top of his lungs
Until he begins to feel younger
But back at his desk in the city we find
Our trembling punch-drunken fighter
Who can't find the strength now to punish the length
Of the ribbon in his little typewriter
(Chorus:)
Poor Fractured Atlas
Threw himself across the mattress
Waving his withering pencil
As if it were a pirate's cutlass
I'm almost certain he's trying to increase his burden
He said "That's how the child in me planned it;
A woman wouldn't understand it"
I believe there was something that I wanted to say
Before I conclude this epistle
But you would forgive me for holding my tongue
'Cause man made the blade and the pistol
Yes man made the waterfall over the dam
To temper his tantrum with magic
Now you can't be sure of that tent of azure
Since he punched a hole in the fabric
(Repeat Chorus)
A woman wouldn't understand it
A woman wouldn't understand it