Low
We’ll all be naked soon enough. It won’t last. Everything is permitted. See. Hug.
Friday, December 30, 2016
Monday, December 5, 2016
Dreamin’ Man, Live ’92
Neil Young
Hobos are scholars, the astronaut is king, and the moon is love. Be aware of free-floating affection. We will ration luck and madness; eat well and take your medication.
Hobos are scholars, the astronaut is king, and the moon is love. Be aware of free-floating affection. We will ration luck and madness; eat well and take your medication.
Tuesday, November 29, 2016
Emperor Tomato Ketchup
Stereolab
The nicked and dusty muster and spit, “will you promise to die this time?” I ask them to stop. I ask them to gather their factions and stables and sects and leave. But I can’t rely on them. Is anyone standing behind me? Anyone?
The nicked and dusty muster and spit, “will you promise to die this time?” I ask them to stop. I ask them to gather their factions and stables and sects and leave. But I can’t rely on them. Is anyone standing behind me? Anyone?
Sunday, October 23, 2016
Andrew Bird & the Mysterious Production of Eggs
Andrew Bird
Did you intend to fix your spirit to a bonfire? What enchantment made this so? Do you remember? We are impressed. The heavens are yours, witness. Stay shy of the ozone. Conference and resolve will maintain. What else is there to do?
Did you intend to fix your spirit to a bonfire? What enchantment made this so? Do you remember? We are impressed. The heavens are yours, witness. Stay shy of the ozone. Conference and resolve will maintain. What else is there to do?
Friday, October 21, 2016
Astral Weeks
Van Morrison
You are stricken and slain and you will be eaten. It will not be broadcast. There are no tracks or needles in this universe to save you. You are hidden by tall grass and devotion, bleeding in the plain rush of water and sunlight. And you will be devoured.
You are stricken and slain and you will be eaten. It will not be broadcast. There are no tracks or needles in this universe to save you. You are hidden by tall grass and devotion, bleeding in the plain rush of water and sunlight. And you will be devoured.
Monday, August 29, 2016
A Love Supreme
John Coltrane
Abdicate and sing for ease and sagacity. Stay small, afflicted, and complete.
Abdicate and sing for ease and sagacity. Stay small, afflicted, and complete.
Sunday, August 28, 2016
Nixon
Lambchop
We are shaken and rallied by low frequency transients. Hustle while the stakes are modest. Meanness approaches.
We are shaken and rallied by low frequency transients. Hustle while the stakes are modest. Meanness approaches.
Monday, August 8, 2016
Transfiguration of Vincent
M. Ward
The giants are collapsing again. Stop. This is the end of nothing for nobody. This is jumpable. Bend. Exhale. Cry if you must. The moon is still yours.
The giants are collapsing again. Stop. This is the end of nothing for nobody. This is jumpable. Bend. Exhale. Cry if you must. The moon is still yours.
Thursday, May 12, 2016
E Pluribus Unum
Sandy Bull
Judas? Smoosh. I’m dead. Everyone is here and everyone feels left out. Keep your costumes and your night vision. I am not game. I am morbid.
Judas? Smoosh. I’m dead. Everyone is here and everyone feels left out. Keep your costumes and your night vision. I am not game. I am morbid.
Sunday, May 1, 2016
TNT
Tortoise
There was a soldier in the ball crawl with me tonight. We talked about mud, resonance, and the heart attack hours. Are any faces friendly at first light?
There was a soldier in the ball crawl with me tonight. We talked about mud, resonance, and the heart attack hours. Are any faces friendly at first light?
Tuesday, March 1, 2016
The Glow, Pt. 2
The Microphones
Go away, trouble. I fear you. Eat your young and burn your aircraft. Fuck and fight no more. All is gray and there is no shame in sleep.
Go away, trouble. I fear you. Eat your young and burn your aircraft. Fuck and fight no more. All is gray and there is no shame in sleep.
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