Monday, September 12, 2011

Singles & Jingles: Boneless (Notwist Remix) -- Panda Bear (2008)

"well it looks like the existence of sunshine has been proven by this point..."

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Time Capsule: Madvilliany (2004)



The combination of producer Madlib and rapper MF DOOM as Madvillian is the best thing to happen to hip-hop in the modern age. Iss in ya own best interest to click the swirls below

Sunday, January 23, 2011

du framboise:


suspended by a hair, the clock as of today hangs round my neck: as of today, the stars, the sun, cockcrow and shadows are all done; whatever used to tell the time is mute and deaf and blind, and I find nature silent as a rock at the ticktock of law and clock.


once upon a time ago, a wise man leaned down to me to whisper in my ear: the sound of sound on his lips

--> A dragon was puling a bear into its terrible mouth. A courageous man went and rescued the bear. There are such helpers in the world, who rush to save anyone who cries out. Like Mercy itself, they run toward the screaming. And they can't be bought off. [. . .] Where lowland is, that's where water goes. All medicine wants is pain to cure. And don't just ask for one mercy. Let them flood in. Let the sky open under your feet. Take the cotton out of your ears, the cotton of consolations, so you can hear the sphere-music. Push the hair out of your eyes. Blow the phlegm from your nose, and from your brain. Let the wind breeze through. Leave no residue in yourself from that bilious fever. Take the cure for impotence, that your manhood may shoot forth, and a hundred new beings come of your coming. Tear the binding from around the foot of your soul, and let it race around the track in front of the crowd. Loosen the knot of greed so tight on your neck. Accept your new good luck. Give your weakness to one who helps. Crying out loud and weeping are great resources. A nursing mother, all she does is wait to hear her child. Just a little beginning-whimper, and she's there. God created the child, that is, your wanting, so that it might cry out, so that milk might come. Cry out! Don't be stolid and silent with your pain. Lament! And let the milk of loving flow into you.


transcend the notion of Identity

invisible committee: It's useless to wait--for a breakthrough, for the revolution, [for spiritual enlightenment], the nuclear apocalypse or a social movement. To go on waiting is madness. The catastrophe is not coming, it is here. We are already situated within the collapse of a civilization. It is w/in this reality that we must . . desire BE Desire - Go.
benedetti's overture:

Friday, January 21, 2011

Rec time @ the asylem:

We've got our Fyodor Dostoyevsky.
And Leonard Cohen
we are so lucky
our vaudavillian lioness
we have tantric nuns
& Cold-cut Killa$
gypsies, freaks
--amputees

INDIGO
sprinting through the veins:
the musicians, the rippling
of kaleidoscopic mirrors
we are drugged, in love.

the flamboyant parading
of angelic demons

It is Now that we are,
uninvited. We are alive
we live in your city
[ . . . ]

Monday, January 17, 2011

كنت سأموت

mmm. nicotine . . and thoughts, so deep


كنت سأموت
~
What Is & what should Never be
I've got magic inside my bones . . somewhere "
Why wont you make up your mind?
cactus
Goth Star
U.R.A. Fever
Police
Beverly kills
Amylia's song
LIES
. .

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

there's sunshine in your eyes

♥ your Mother

Lions
I Walked
the Youth
Summertime Clothes
SUnlight
All You Ever Wanted
~

little girl, listen to me Please Listen to the sound
of your name on my lips. Listen: hold me close
feel our hearts beating together. take my hand
let us walk down to the shore. take a dip in the
SEE