February 2011
20 posts
Tim Walker →
timwalkerphotography.com
today, i get to meet the man, the legend, my very own personal hero. i am so excited i could puke. wish me luck. and check him out.
if you were falling, then i would catch you.
you need a light, i’d find a match.
‘cause i love the way you say good morning,
and you take me the way i am.
Ingrid Michaelson
Listen
i would kill for a house with a roof made of tin.
ckck:
Here’s your peaceful zen moment for the day: ten minutes of rain and thunder. Is there a more lovely sound than this?
When we were kids my brother and I used to hide out in our tool shed when it rained. Even though it wasn’t something we did that often I still vividly remember carving and whittling pieces of wood while listening to the smattering of rain on the roof. I don’t suppose kids these days do that?
oh superman
laurie anderson
stuck in my head.
Laurie Anderson O Superman
football shmootball
in honor of the superbowl i have…
um..
yeah i’ve got nothin’. sorry.
goodnight.
ditty 1
James S. Daly
go james, go!
Ditty 1!
I feel like it has a “Fahey with a dash of Reinhardt” quality. It’s been firmly planted in my brain’s tune loop since recording, and I hope I bless/curse you with the same pleasure/problem.
enjoy
-james
I Lie Here in a Strange Girl's Apartment
I lie here in a strange girl’s apartment.
She has poison oak, a bad sunburn
and is unhappy.
She moves about the place
like distant gestures of solemn glass.
She opens and closes things.
She turns the water on,
and she turns the water off.
All the sounds she makes are faraway.
They could be in a different city.
It is dusk and people are staring
out the windows of that city.
Their eyes are filled with the sounds
of what she is doing.
Richard Brautigan from The Pill versus the Springhill Mine Disaster
