experiment
december 31
1999
governed by resolution
and naked souls
and naked souls
our canyon is a palace
a lucky strike at north america
build morgues
and water towers
and the sound
and the sound
of airwaves on new years eve
air gets slower
take down your art
as a result
shame shame shame
laser beams
telescopes
dictate directions
dictate directions
modify the beaten path
she's waiting for this
she's waiting for his
shame shame shame
take down your art
― sometimes i like to pretend i am very small and warm (ex machina), Friday, 15 October 2004 20:42 (twenty-one years ago)
said 'i don't mean to shock ya,
but i'm gonna tell ya 'bout my chakra,
and about the accidental conception
of the particle board for ya...OK Now uh...
she's punch drunk,...abbrieviated
outside the passenger window
an open mouth in the form of a butterfly catching net
the stars see her cold black eyes
just above the belly of texas
she says 'i'm gonna get some opinion and im
going to put it in ya
watch you foam at the mouth
and try and sing today
it's impossible to gauge the path
of a reciprocal conversation
we'll just pass the exit to bombay
first mile reminiscent of a flock of snow geese
landing on a glass pond
she says one last thing
hey wait a minute, just one last thing
dont forget to pick the needle up off the lockgroove
its impossible to gauge the belly of texas!
...conversation...butterfly catching net
cold black eyes landing on a glass pond
accidental conception
abbrieviated outside the passenger window
she said one last thing
yeah just one last thing
don't forget to pick the needle up off the lockgroove
― sometimes i like to pretend i am very small and warm (ex machina), Friday, 15 October 2004 21:18 (twenty-one years ago)
i always thought it was "don't forget to pick the needle up off the locker room"
― Helios Creed (orion), Friday, 15 October 2004 21:25 (twenty-one years ago)
If this were a julia song, i would say the last line was an allusion to listening to spiderland
― sometimes i like to pretend i am very small and warm (ex machina), Friday, 15 October 2004 21:26 (twenty-one years ago)
there's a lockgroove at the end of most records, but nothing is in it except the scratching noise. many players you have to manually lift out of.
― sometimes i like to pretend i am very small and warm (ex machina), Friday, 15 October 2004 21:37 (twenty-one years ago)
fourteen years pass...
one year passes...
one year passes...
Listened today to June of 44 'Engine tales to the Water' in June of 22. Sounds pretty cool, I have no idea what they were talking about.
― The Artist formerly known as Earlnash, Wednesday, 29 June 2022 02:26 (three years ago)
two months pass...