Saturday, January 22, 2011

hotel existence

Drove us all the way through highways and perfect glittering lights of a place that wasn't mine and realized I wanted to climb up every apartment building with my fingernails and open every window and crawl in every bed to feel comfortable, knowing that I never would and never will in a city that isn't mine and can't ever be Read More...

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

building steam

The things
That I don't feel like talking about
Are just the things
That perpetuate themselves
In the talking Read More...

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

eggplant

This time, it was in the city. We had our badman clothes and our guns pointed up and out. We made it to the big metal trailer where everyone was - the klieg lights came on and everybody was running around, and John pointed his gun at the man's head or maybe at mine. I don't remember. Then the kids mobbed John because they don't have their own guns, and John came back when it was light with a face full of cigarette burns and no bullets left (but he only had one anyway, and we all know who he used it on). We got worried because our guns were empty, so we walked around a little until we found the police. We walked straight by them - they didn't say anything or look. We each picked up a long half-cylinder filled with fresh-hewn granite bullets, rough and glittering. I had to make sure the police didn't see what we'd taken, so I made sure everyone turned the bullets to face their bellies. We went through the rest of the city like this: marching back with wary eyes and belly-shields. Your mom told stories to comfort us on the way, and we all laughed, but at the last crosswalk the cars were too fast and we lost her on the other side. We went on; it was dark by then, so we put our spoils down in the side yard of a house and decided to crawl across the tops of the hedges. Someone played a song, or sang, but I'd never heard the song before. I stopped near the end of the hedges and went back to check on our bullets. Of course, they were eggplants now. I marveled at this simple fact of nature just as the sun rose and turned the houses green and gold. Read More...

Monday, November 30, 2009

you'll laugh, but

Rattle-brained, faculties drained (or perhaps reduced to their bitter, essential elements), focused very intently on the thousand-yard mark: the leaves looked like the scales of a revenant Leviathan - dragged back with a tiny fishhook for a few panicked, groaning seconds before both atmospheric pressure and tremendous disbelief took hold and it burst with a sound unlike those of this world into a falsely ruinous shower of deciduous entrails and crackled ochre skin.

One wonders if we are ever to become pneuma, if we are to be privy to some secret knowledge, a word perhaps. Or if there is any secret knowledge at all. Read More...

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

scientific infidelity is not that bad

I had a dream that my girlfriend had slept with Richard Feynman.

In the dream, I said that I would've been angry, "but he has a great sense of humor".

I'm not sure what this says about either of us. Read More...

Friday, July 31, 2009

i know i am

“The music I’m making is not terribly easy to apprehend,” [Longstreth] said. “The people I really admire, like William Blake and John Coltrane and Richard Wagner, had these ridiculously full universes that took their entire lives to describe. So from one album to the next it’s been hard for people to see the way they’re all related, but the whole thing makes sense to me.” (via the Times)


Sometimes I wonder if anyone else is having a hard time trying to enjoy Dirty Projectors.

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I'm enjoying the weather as of late (eighty degrees and relatively clear at noon? in a place where the state bird is humidity? what's going on?) but it still seems a farce to me. I'm waiting with bated breath for the days when cigarette smoke melts and falls instead of wafting and the heat is so oppressive that you feel like you can't get the front door open because it's being blocked by the sun.

Threw together another mix (an actual one this time, not a jumbled folder of mp3s); tracklist and link after the jump.



crude representation

(decided to try Megaupload instead of Rapidshare. download rates seem to be better)

Tracklist:

Pumice - Eyebath
Karl Blau - Alone Baby
Mobius Band - True Love Will Find You In The End
Neko Case - Knock Loud
Suckers - It Gets Your Body Movin
Warpaint - Beetles
Hologram - Blazey Storm
Best Coast - Sun Was High (So Was I)


The Mobius Band cover is particularly good - they did an EP of them for Valentine's Day a while ago.

Also worthy of a shoutout: Major Lazer's new mix, via Gorilla vs. Bear (again). It's not dickriding, it's just recognition of a superior music source.

A little dickriding. A little.

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Wednesday, July 22, 2009

100 / a hundred




(via some required and this)


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Toro y Moi has been everywhere as of late, and for good reason. It's the nostalgia-smeared summer grime of Wavves, but if Wavves was fronted by Kurt Vile and he decided to get into some beats once in a while.

Toro y Moi - Blessa (via GvB)

Also, if you haven't been up on dem hunger all summer, then what have you been up on? Read More...