fakesteve says that windows ruins seattle’s fireworks – and he’s right, of course.
When you ride north tonight,
Can I tag along and charm you back into my life?
When we get to where yer goin’,
Will you marry me,
Right down on the dusty ground?
Because that’s where I wanna be all the time.
That’s where I’m gonna be from now on.
from the song ‘Marry Me, The Cowboy’.
Rails is a Ghetto – happy new year!
Behind a sign, behind a
script, the blank, before.
A long Antarctica of hotel sheets.
Away, I could be anyone.
But closer, the cloud bank’s light-bloom,
the snowfield’s drone.
The empty-never-empty.
A whiteout, a swarm.
The freeway we no longer hear, the sound
no story rises from.
The underlying: breakfast over, dishes done,
and put away, and you
are here, and here
you are. The underlying: I’ve touched
you again, before knowing
I wanted to touch you.
- Jessica Johnson
number of times I can listen to Rhett Miller’s Come Around continuously before feeling as I must be on anti-depressants: 9
I knew today would be awful from the moment I awoke. I would be made to suffer in a quiet, desperate way. It’s as if the wind was out of me, left to catch my breath, with everything unsettled, rendered open and raw, shaken ajar. It could all slip away. It could all drift away.
You, restless reader, probably don’t feel the same. Not yet, not quite right now. Sometime, someday, you just might. In this harrowed moment, the songs of Paul Gozenbach are warmth, a steady ship, a little lighthouse of hope. His songs are there when you need them.
“A Man Without Qualities” – off of JYPU’s self-titled EP 1999.
-”unspeakable records”:http://www.unspeakablerecords.org/ [new, seattle based!]
-”Jim Yoshii Pile Up”:http://www.jypu.net/ – [RIP]
While its not the time of year for breezy indiepop that reminds you of summer days spent dreaming away, California Snow Story from Glasgow have captured me over the past few days with just this style of music. Perfect pop!