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hello everyone.
to all of you who have followed the progress of this endeavor, i thank you. remember, this album is now definitely and undeniable yours. it was made for you. listen and interpret in whatever manner you please. high volume, low volume, different speakers, change the order, phones backward, walking, driving, flying, sitting, alone, with friends, angry, happy, sad, whatever. it's never really finished. all i can do now is let it go...
i finished watching angels in america last night. i know it's been given all sorts of awards and what not, but i have to say it is one of the best works of art i've ever seen. thank you tony kushner.
no matter who we are or what we do, we are all 'citizens.' we are human beings searching for answers out of oblivion, yearning to love and be loved. and we are all, every one of us, prophets. 'the great work begins...'
a few photos...
street turnips midnight market stained glass tesla the hottest meal of my life waiting for bells glowing rocks perfect froth feast
on thursday i was flipping threw provokator, the magazine for which brooke has been writing film reviews, and found an article on a punk rock show centered around anarchism, anti-racism, and anti-fascism. and it was happening that very evening. and it was just down the street. as i left for the show, i walked out my front door and found this.
i've been sick all week. i bought some medicine today at the pharmacy called coldrex. coldrex? sounds organic. so far i still feel abominable. like a snowman. but it's cold out. and it gets dark at 4pm here. or 16.00 i guess. but that has nothing to do with snowmen. or germs. or anything...
ah, photoshop...
castleview no admittance mr. hudson like a bird canals blood in the water trusty steed come one come all a-frame una mezcla buena mona orchid de paris the railing tunnel vision honeymoon i'm hooked the beverage column at noon the forest
i know.
another two weeks without a post. ok, let's see...we traveled to český krumlov for our anniversary...i saw a beastie boys documentary...i opened a bank account...i finished three new songs...i read notes from underground...i mailed a postcard...i watched ghost dog again...i recorded the subway...i cooked enchiladas...i missed the robocop kraus show because i'm stupid...i purchased two tickets to barcelona...i came a little closer to pronouncing ř correctly...i got a good night's sleep. there's some other stuff in there somewhere...
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