The cause is the consequence.
I should not enter. But I might.
Actually, I’m living in a hotel.
the pale warm light welcomed me back.
A Hollywood Western backdrop was set up for Horse – and then dismantled.
You’re only made of moonlight.
Carry me into the sun.
An interlude comes on when the television is on (you weren’t watching anyway). Suddenly you look up and you are in limbo. Between the ghost you were and what you are becoming. Sometimes being alone reminds you of the yesterdays you don’t need. It’s time to go. Come back into the song.
Kan Wakan & Saigo’s ambient electronic number bring a nice respite from the ice cream truck that seems intently parked outside my bedroom window. Other agenda items: visit laundromat for the first time (they take cards right?) and figure out what to wear for my speech tomorrow about how I’m a camera with theContinue reading “Kan Wakan ft. Saigo| No Line”
Continued column devoted to the actively growing domestic independent music scene, the responsibility of whose content has been taken up by the public, with the very obvious name of “NEW NOW AND HERE” Mana Island – Bitten (If You Say So) Last week’s most resounding premier was the first single from Levin, the long-awaited debutContinue reading “New Russian Music: Mana Island’s perfect pop, the return of Cheese People and Kung Fu from Xuman”