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I want to touch what my eyes haven't seen

Social Distortion, "Ring of Fire"
Roddy Frame, "Don't Dream It's Over"
Soul Coughing, "Circles"
REM, "Endgame"
The Choir, "Sad Face"
Bruce Springsteen, "My City of Ruins"
Bonnie Raitt, "Angel From Montgomery"
The Sundays, "Here's Where the Story Ends"
Sonia Dada, "You Ain't Thinking About Me"
Buddy & Julie Miller, "Orphans of God"

  • Linkmeister

    Bonnie Raitt sings John Prine better than Prine does, in that instance.

  • katster

    My City of Ruins never fails to hit me somewhere deep down inside. I know it’s Springsteen’s reaction to 9/11 and that it’s supposed to be about New York, but I love the contrast of despair and hope mixed together in the song.
    It’s almost an old-time gospel tune. Or so, that’s what I think.
    -kat

  • Scott Parkerson

    You know, it’s good to know that “Sad Face” is being played somewhere else. :)
    This says a lot, because, for the most part, I despise CCM. The Choir, The 77s, DA, Steve Taylor… those are the few good folks in a sea of dreck.
    Which reminds me: do you have _Into the Woods_ by The Call floating around? If not, you should.

  • clay

    Actually, “My City of Ruins” was written before Sept. 11. It’s basic theme echoes “My Hometown” — the dwindling and death of a community — but of course that took on a whole different meaning after the Trade Center attacks. And, yeah, the gospel elements are definitely there.
    (Although I love the album version, for me it can’t compete with the version Bruce and the E Streeters did on that benefit concert two weeks after the attacks. Chilling.)
    For other written-before-yet-it-seems-like-they-were-written-about-9/11 songs see “Jesus, Etc.” and “Ashes of American Flags” by Wilco, or “Walk On” by U2.

  • Scott

    Sorry for the off topic:
    A DEADLY INTERROGATION
    Can the C.I.A. legally kill a prisoner?
    At the end of a secluded cul-de-sac, in a fast-growing Virginia suburb favored by employees of the Central Intelligence Agency, is a handsome replica of an old-fashioned farmhouse, with a white-railed front porch. The large back yard has a swimming pool, which, on a recent October afternoon, was neatly covered. In the driveway were two cars, a late-model truck, and an all-terrain vehicle. The sole discordant note was struck by a faded American flag on the porch; instead of fluttering in the autumn breeze, it was folded on a heap of old Christmas ornaments.
    The house belongs to Mark Swanner, a forty-six-year-old C.I.A. officer who has performed interrogations and polygraph tests for the agency, which has employed him at least since the nineteen-nineties. (He is not a covert operative.) Two years ago, at Abu Ghraib prison, outside Baghdad, an Iraqi prisoner in Swanner’s custody, Manadel al-Jamadi, died during an interrogation. His head had been covered with a plastic bag, and he was shackled in a crucifixion-like pose that inhibited his ability to breathe; according to forensic pathologists who have examined the case, he asphyxiated….
    …The autopsy, performed by military pathologists five days later, classified Jamadi’s death as a homicide, saying that the cause of death was “compromised respiration” and “blunt force injuries” to Jamadi’s head and torso. But it appears that the pathologists who performed the autopsy were unaware that Jamadi had been shackled to a high window. When a description of Jamadi’s position was shared with two of the country’s most prominent medical examiners—both of whom volunteered to review the autopsy report free, at the request of a lawyer representing one of the SEALs—their conclusion was different. Miles, independently, concurred.
    One of those examiners, Dr. Michael Baden, who is the chief forensic pathologist for the New York State Police, told me, “What struck me was that Jamadi was alive and well when he walked into the prison. The SEALs were accused of causing head injuries before he arrived, but he had no significant head injuries—certainly no brain injuries that would have caused death.” Jamadi’s bruises, he said, were no doubt painful, but they were not life-threatening. Baden went on, “He also had injuries to his ribs. You don’t die from broken ribs. But if he had been hung up in this way and had broken ribs, that’s different.” In his judgment, “asphyxia is what he died from—as in a crucifixion.” …


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