it's raining outside
and things are getting pretty crazy at 109 ludlow.
to blame?
always the music.
a triptych, if you will, of vaguely related songs:
what is the tie that binds, you may wonder?
the three together, (sums, parts...) caused a casual psychosis that spanned a few days, perhaps in the aloof month of May when the light was white but the sun sat high and I didn't know what to do with my time so I bought bars of soap, drank wine in the afternoon, stayed inside too much...
open the pod bay doors, Hal:
Thank you Joanna. Reminiscent of two years ago, living in a scummy yet spacious building. listening to the same cassette again and again, sleeping on the floor, the large bathroom...
I sought this song long and hard. We found it to be dissonant and snide on first listening. I like it lots now. It feels kind of drunken.
Feel good hit of the summer!!!!!
Encountered this when I thought they were The Battles. Turns out they were just a soon-to-be wildly popular New York band. Tell me you are not delirious or in a trance by the end of that--
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