Bill Callahan - "Spring"
Fiona Apple - "Anything We Want"
Patterned glass. Thick mist. Grey everything still, a cold so your fingers dissolve like static at the tips. Cigarettes blooming up from the gutter. Dusk that bleeds into everything, dusk you breathe in until your eyes swim with it, until you find yourself mouthing words that aren't quite your own. On the way home you'll watch an airplane cut through the fog, but it looks more like a car with a busted headlight towing the whole sky behind it. Dragging the day over. You'll dream like a skipped record about being the last person on earth and then when you wake up it'll be true. That swift forward pull in your stomach like you've hit turbulence - you'll walk around carrying that feeling in your throat for a day, for a week, for until you find someone to take it back from you.
[Buy Dream River / The Idler Wheel...]
(photo's just my own)
Posted by Emma at April 3, 2015 7:10 PM"...more like a car with a busted headlight towing the whole sky behind it."
Ooooft. This is right, so right.
Posted by Ryan at April 4, 2015 5:35 AMYes to everything about this post.
Posted by Lindsey at April 5, 2015 6:56 PM
and it will begin playing. All songs are also available to download: just right-click the link and choose 'Save as...'
