Micah P. Hinson - "The Fire Came Up To My Knees"
I woke up covered in dust, inside but cold like I was outside. Micah Hinson was singing hymns, belting them and ripping them slowly, in the hallway just outside the door. And only the smallest accompaniment for his large animal voice, a little spinning wind of dust. One of those little tornadoes that spins up a couple of leaves and some dirt. But again, inside, windows shut. [Buy]
Red Army Choir - "The Sacred War"
For some people, it's hard to buy groceries. For some people, going into space is something they have already done. Some people live under leaky roofs, some people eat the same food every day. Some people don't think about recycling. There are some people who never feel like they're not working. Some people drink wine all the time. Some people give to charity every extra penny. Some people have large families to keep them company. Some people are alone but not lonely. Some people take trips just to see what's out there. For those of you who don't speak Russian, these are the lyrics, I'm sure of it. [MySpace!]
Posted by Dan at October 28, 2008 3:16 PMYes. Yes. I felt similarly inside/outsidey about Micah P Hinson:
http://www.themorningnews.org/digest/listening/when_we_embraced.php
Posted by Mike at October 28, 2008 3:52 PM