Monday, August 16, 2010
Thursday, July 22, 2010
6 minutes into the morning
if only you could keep the stupidity contained behind your teeth
never letting it slip with mix of tongue and cheek
but such isn't the luck of the perpetually stupid
can't seem to keep your mouth shut when it's not in your blueprint
just gotta hope for some understanding
but usually more than some and more like too much
but thats a heavy load to have to bear
and everyones on the verge of hoping you get fucked
never letting it slip with mix of tongue and cheek
but such isn't the luck of the perpetually stupid
can't seem to keep your mouth shut when it's not in your blueprint
just gotta hope for some understanding
but usually more than some and more like too much
but thats a heavy load to have to bear
and everyones on the verge of hoping you get fucked
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
etchasketch
there isnt a terrible amount of time that goes by that i dont spend my idle time trying to figure out your signs that it's time for me to go. these unconnected dots i draw lines between connecting unintention to afterthought making shapes in my head that likely would amount to scribbles in others. there are those days that no matter how much time you spend drawing lines between reassuring and truth that they probably wouldn't amount to much more than a picture of an empty promise in my head. there are those days that there doesn't seem any amount of head shaking to erase that picture. so i find other ways to try and scramble that image. anything to make it a little blurry. when these things dont work i pick up the pen and return to drawing lines. lines between garbage and uninspired. lines between shit i wouldn't read if you held a gun to my forehead and third grade prose. lines between push and pull. extend and retract. ask and cut off. and somehow or other in my miswired brain these lines end up a mosaic of reasons i love you most of all.
fridays.
it's always seemed pretty fruitless to thank god for handing you a day that occurs 52 times a year standard and is just as likely as any other day ending in day to be susceptible to murphys law. hand me a day i don't spend the better part of busy sifting seeds of shit out of it before i can pretend the results are closer to lemonade and maybe i'll show you some gratitude.
Friday, February 26, 2010
2010 Has Been Good To Me Thus Far...
...lotta good stuff so far. Some better than others, but there's a lot of really good stuff on it's way out throughout the last 3/4 of the year too. Anyway, on we go. Been waitin for a few days to get all of this stuff up, but I'm on my way to work in less than an hour so I'll toss up some samples and such upon my return.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
A Little More Of The Same...
Friday, February 12, 2010
Friday, January 29, 2010
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Nneka.
Legitimately one of the best finds I've had in a while (or ever if you ask my lady). Going to see her live in a couple weeks and I'm fuckin' pumped. Gonna be brilliant as shit. Anyway, her stateside debut comes out just a couple days prior to that on 2/2/10. This is a 3 CD set of her current material up until now. I upped an EP as well but can't manage to find a proper picture. I'll sort that and some more samples out in the morning as it's getting late.
Check check check it out.
Wiki it.
Check check check it out.
Wiki it.
Dert.
Honestly probably some my favorite new stuff. Just real well put together and I've given it probably way way too many spins as of late. Available for free on the net last I checked but I rar'd it up for something somewhere so I'll put it up here as well. Check this track out if you want a sample.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
there are some that would have you believe that you haven’t tasted life until your own blood has filled in the gaps between your teeth. and really there is some truth to that, that school of thought that you haven’t experienced life until you’ve experienced life being taken from you. the subtle emptiness that creeps up on you until you only vaguely recollect what it was like not being entrenched in it, consumed by it. the real fact is this world we’ve managed to cobble together for ourselves is nothing but a soul sucking never ending quest of oneupmanship and living is merely doing your best to take note of the small things. those boundless, epic moments of everyday beauty that we write off as trite, those tiny shaky steps towards the true definition of humanity. those inconsequential minor interactions with society at large that leave you changed though you don’t even notice. either that or sleep. sometimes sleep is nice.
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