There's not much that won't be written about in this space so have a gander from time to time, see if you can figure things out. Major stream of consciousness however.
There's a soupy sales in my fly.
Right now I'm listening to these guys, it's a regular Sunday night miracle.
It's kind of like a mournful folkified Interpol record, which I won't argue with.
All gypsy women, halloween rendezvous, hardly mind expanding but comforting indie kid imagery, tried and true, homogenized by every kid in a flannel shirt with an acoustic guitar.
Misty scenes seem the way forward to me at the moment, preferably with foliage. Like these guys
Owen - At Home With Owen
Jennifer Donnelly - A Gathering Light
Aloha - Light Works
Two great records and a superb book, all with great artistic direction.
And one last piece of paraphernalia, great bit of filmmaking, great film in general, awesome soundtrack too. Proper shoegaze/dream pop stuff, Harold Budd, Robin Guthrie, Slowdive, Rush, Cocteau Twins, Sigur Ros.
Think I'm just about out of ink for now, the pot's dried up. Gonna get back to reading Crime and Punishment now, Dostoyevsky is king.
One last thought - the point of doing this blog is still pretty, well, ambiguous.
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