Music is transcendental. If this is a statement you don’t believe, then you should have borne witness to the August 5th show at the Forge, featuring Chicago-based act Ant’lrd—Colin Blanton of Birmingham originally—and New Orleans-based Isidro, as they headlined a show that couldn’t…
Intellectual conversation has fallen to its last drunken knee. May we step back and think. May we step back and wonder. May we look out our window and speak a thousand words about the foresight of climbing thought.
Stay far from frequency. It is too awfully aligned with troubles, yours and mine.
Maybe i’ll talk to a stranger today. He’ll tell me about lampposts turnin’ into gold and them fallin’ into dust and then blowin’ it into the wind. I’ll try not to get bored by doin’ the same with the rain and fallin’ into puzzle pieces three times over.
The sun looks bright; better tell it to turn it down (or stand up straighter)