December 9th, 2008 by laura
photo credit
If I take my time, I may retain control. hoping the mold I weave can make things clear, I realize I never had full say in my destiny. windmill flailing, I tumble. I blew my chance. recovering, I analyze how I can make things right the next time. thinking again. if only my thoughts translated into words into actions. hopefully one day I’ll follow through. until then, I’ll keep on falling into those who don’t have the strength to cushion the blow. rolling, blindly spinning. one day I’ll learn. maybe then I won’t have to fall alone. he’ll understand why I fall. he’ll fall with me.
bon iver - “blood bank”
great lake swimmers - “changing colours”
peter and the wolf - “lightness”
December 8th, 2008 by jay
the romantic heart cannot swim in a calm sea, so it flails and spins madly and without reservation, drowning while keeping itself afloat just enough. i am now afraid of the water - no, not afraid of it, but tired of it. i detest the water and the sea from having exhausted myself in it so many times already. but lately… i have the urge to go swimming.
teitur - catherine the waitress
cocoon - on my way
land of talk - got a call
i can already see myself sinking, swallowing the whole ocean, drowning once again. but the water isn’t unfamiliar to my lungs, and i can’t even breathe without it. curse these gills and this stupid heart.
September 23rd, 2008 by laura
August 21st, 2008 by jay
I have been - against my will - recalling memories of things that never happened. They aren’t even parallel to my own experiences. They are like sudden flashes of someone else-ness. Flash. I can’t believe Kimberley never returned those earrings she borrowed. Flash. I wonder if it’s too soon to ask her to marry me. Flash. They don’t understand how the war has changed me. Flash.
I’ve always had very intense dreams (typically nightmares). Sometimes some strange image or scene will pop into my head, and I will immediately recognize, Oh yes, I dreamed this. But these are different. These are alien and wholly unfamiliar and I am kind of afraid of what this all means.
Late of the Pier - The Bears are Coming
Lykke Li - Dance Dance Dance
Pacific! - Sunset Blvd
Milburn - Genius and the Tramp
August 6th, 2008 by laura
what’s the harm in trying? learning? growing? evolving? caring?
bon iver - “re: stacks”
bon iver - “skinny love”
July 22nd, 2008 by admin
some images are broken, and almost all the mp3 links are currently broken. i’m working on some changes on the back end, but i should have everything all fixed up soon! if you scroll down to the older posts, you’ll see what all the posts will soon look like. i think all the posts from the month of may have been updated to the new style. enjoy!
all fixed!
- the management
June 30th, 2008 by benjamin
We drove the freeway and seldom forgot about it. We are the desolate and lifeless 3 A.M. desert towns between here and the coast; we are the yellow-orange luster. We are the preacher on the radio. We drove all night and we’re leaving tomorrow.
Two Gallants- Seems Like Home To Me
The Western States- As Western Towns Elapse
Against Me!- We Did It All For Don
June 27th, 2008 by laura
those words you speak make total sense. to you. somehow the vibrations that pass your lips spin, warp, and dissolve to create nonsensical frequencies. it’s not what you say or how you say it. even though I hear you, I just don’t get you. yet in the grand scheme of things, I know exactly what you mean.
deerhoof - “dinner for two”
sigur ros - “gobbledigook”
tv on the radio - “wolf like me”
June 20th, 2008 by laura
photograph by Daniel Griffin
wind is a continual invasion of space, testing the boundaries of touch and sensation. the separation between you and the outside world is eliminated as it wraps around the contours of your body. a simultaneous, all-encompassing struggle of consent and intrusion. you are aware of the existence of every nerve ending. every feeling. this must be what it means to be alive.
I wish I was your wind.
the microphones - “I want wind to blow”
bonnie “prince” billy - “madeleine-mary”
sufjan stevens - “chicago (acoustic version)”
June 19th, 2008 by jay
sometimes, when nobody is looking, i think about the good times.
the republic tigers - the nerve
stars - look up
the kooks - always where i need to be
sometimes, i’m afraid i always will.
