1. Porcelain Raft – Put Me To Sleep
2. Apache Dropout – Teenager
3. The Bats – Mad On You
4. Nocturnal Projections – Moving Forward
5. Total Control – One More Tonight
6. The Men – Open Your Heart
7. Lambchop – Mr. Met
8. Los Shakers – The Shape Of A Rainbow
9. Archers of Loaf – Fabricoh
10. Household – Phases
11. Opossum – Getaway Tonight
12. Slowdive – Here She Comes
13. Emperor X – Allahu Akbar
Posted in Mixes
I put a good portion of Jakuta and Carl’s previous work up on bandcamp. Also, I have been finishing up an instrumental suite and hope to have it up on the internets soon.
Posted in Recordings
1 – a simple way to go faster than light that does not work [tortoise]
2 – i fought fings [the twerps]
3 – rot away [total babes]
4 – crustacean [new bad things]
5 – crack in your eye [thee oh sees]
6 – after death [royal baths]
7 – echo’s answer [broadcast]
8 – don’t cry [deerhunter]
9 – best night [the war on drugs]
10 – the groves of lebanon [appendix out]
11 – tears are in your eyes [yo la tengo]
12 – where i found you [future islands]
13 – another green world [brian eno]
Posted in Mixes
this was the music that i labored over
as i felt the substance with my fingers
and sculpted the bust from pure white clays
i was startled by some shouting and my knife slipped
but i painstakingly recreated the mangled orb
i knew not how to construct a comb over
so fashioned a funny french hat instead
it was as if a boulder crushed me and rolled down the hill
but i had finished and the bust was displayed in a gallery near the earthroom
several years later vladimir putin saw me at a cocktail party and informed me, “you did a great job with my eyes”
Posted in Poems
to hack off our arms with his rusted machete and throw them into the latrine
or slip a scorpion under our mosquito net while we are sound asleep
or unscrew the cap to the coffee and in an instant mix it with the bark of dumbcane just in time for morning breakfast
or point out two pairs of macaws soaring bright and high in the overcast jungle sky
Posted in Poems
The rain was a deafening radio static on our newly erected red plastic cave
(at least the lunch lingering shivering had subsided after being serried under).
We would only see that crimson cover until we reached Las Marias.
The torrent poured so hard and for so long and I shook and shook and lost both of my visions.
Posted in Poems
forty, two, one, hear the
reverberations of the bass-heavy denominator
a black lined mouse shook it all over screen
all over the back room
eating an apple drawn from static
screaming halloween horses and jack-o-lantern riders
there will be no cigarette smoke, but you can smell a wisp there
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