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Wild Grass

Sunday morning coffee with a side of overcast. The scratching of unmet goals, forced-aside desire. (How I wish I had more courage.)

"Angry Charlie" - Generationals, Con Law, LP, 2009.

I think at a certain point, the mind makes it impossible to keep up appearances.  The band has stretched too far. It breaks, and the self-discovery forces its way forward.

"Let's Make This Precious" - Dexy's Midnight Runners, Too-Rye-Ay (2002 rerelease)

Lu Xun, Wild Grass

When I am silent, I feel replete; as I open my mouth to speak, I am conscious of emptiness.

The past life has died. I exult over its death, because from this I know that it once existed. The dead life has decayed. I exult over its decay, because from this I know that it has not been empty.

From the clay of life abandoned on the ground grow no lofty trees, only wild grass.

"Friends with Lofts" - Netherfriends

September as List

A. Instrumentation. Chord progression, harmony, bridge.
B. "Side effects include eyelid skin darkening."
C. White men on television.
D. Celebration of aging.
E. Eee.
F. The constant attention to the body.  
G. An absent girlfriend.
H. When I am awake, I am tired.

"Let's Go" - The Shondes, 2007

 

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