teeth mountain - ghost science

hoon told me to post something.

number one on my list of bands i really really want to see live right now. except maybe sonic youth for free this summer but that's so many rainy days away still.

gang gang dance - first communion

nazis - mr. oizo (justice remix)

this track is a really great answer to a good what if.

this posting was not self-reflective in any way at all.

another sleepless night spent thinking about tea bagging jokes and the universe being contained in an ants body.

hey i didn't realize we had a follower here on antarc. hey guy.

the nerves - hangin on the telephone

oh fates. this is what i was thinking of yesterday and this song. i sent it to myself inside a registered envelope so don't even try it, you.

so what i was thinking is: you look at your hand and you zoom in closer and you see the ridges and little scars and blotchy melatonin and you zoom in even more and the cells separate and squirm and you zoom zoom and the molecules are clinging to each other like grapey bunches, but you don't stop there, oh no, you keep on zooming and the atoms are orbiting and you can see the little positrons and negatrons caroming around all nuts, and you can stop there. for now. because you're looking around at all the glinting particles and you think, okay, those are something, but there sure is a lot of nothing around here. and you could zoom in some more i guess and see even smaller somethings making nothing out of what you just said was something. so that's it. you were just looking at your hand, you know? or a tree, or a table or a spaceship or whichever. seems like once you start falling, you keep falling.

and i thought about the other day when i was saying that i didn't like that guy and here's why. not just that though, also all those other times i'm saying should a lot. but why and should are like that table. if you keep zooming and zooming, eventually it seems like there's a whole lot more nothing around than something and you've got a sinking feeling that if you keep yanking that thread, those somethings would start to look real nothingy.

but you know, i still set my drink on that table, no matter how much nothing it is.

the velvet underground - oh! sweet nuthin'

this is the only song i listen to right now. and oh sweet nothing, but mostly just this.

st. vincent - the strangers

it's not that i dont like him, but i'm honestly not sure why i have so much tom waits. oh well.

but hey, guess who's going over the ocean this summer?

tom waits - big in japan

you had a cd player in your car and you would get a new cd and put it in there and because you were too lazy to drag out your cd case and have to pick a new cd and change it, it just got left in there for a month, and consequently that music became the soundtrack to that month and when you listen to it now, marked sense memories rush up on you and you're over-run with all the thoughts and emotions and successes and failures that occured to you during that 4 brief weeks 5 years ago.

this may be one of the last albums that was that in my poor accord way back when. fiberglass resin fumes and foam dust, sneak-parking at the wilk, that girl who turned out not worth the effort, no matter how much she looked like kristen dunst, wind and leaves and dun puddles.

it's a shame about computers sometimes.

the way - bonnie 'prince' billy

i read in a book once about a guy who saw a camera crew filming on his street and he slowly came to realize that they were making the movie of his own life. a series of events recently has led me to wonder if this thing is happening to me now too. like how did you know when to pick me up if i told you the wrong time? did you know that i was having an argument with you in my head when you crossed the street right in front of my car? did you turn the hot water off in my house to add dramatic effect to the otherwise stagnating plot of my life-film?

or maybe it's all jesus? i'm beginning to think my decision to take on a moral relativist view of the world might as well be a predetermined plot twist.

shirley ann lee - there's a light

kan's not nabbing this one either.

bad brains - banned in dc

oh, so yeah i feel like that sometimes.

dead boys - sonic reducer

i'm a bad decider and, as such, the thought of having to pick which music i even like has panicked me for the last few months. so as any good indecisive would, i avoided music blogs and pods and any other mechanism begging me to click a button, make a choice.

but now i'm totally over it and have a new-found enthusiasm for this...

ancient crux - in teen dreams

what's up fatlip? - fatlip

couldn't get this track out of my head this wknd. maybe because it's the jam but also maybe because i'm all surfeited with self-doubt. probably not that. anyway not now. i just got a haircut for chrissakes. still, the best times got a fatlip clown standing back there.

it got a little rainy and i thought for a moment that i can make my way through this. ben h made a bad joke about yo yo ma. i pet the dog. i updated the list. i lifted my legs up and they got thrown back down. i thought about the months ahead and realized that i can make my way through this.

even all this fog.

beat happening - jamboree

we're back!

like the LOCH NESS MONSTAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

loch ness monster - king horror

sad cat

this post is purely for vanity. which i guess all blog posts everywhere are for. i drew this though and made the tune, so that's something. anyway, it's not nothing.

I downloaded this the other day. Illegally.

Nigerian Police Force Band - Askio Mi Ni

tengazako - esau mwamwaya + radioclit

once i wouldn't let my girlfriend listen to some malian guitar music i happened to have in my tunes because i felt it would encourage in her a latent propensity for world music fandom, which could have easily gotten out of hand. she married some other guy. i don't regret it.

probably you heard this somewhere. just listen again because it's thursday and i'm late at work on 4 hours sleep and it's nice and we saw m.i.a. do this last year i think.

this is harder than i ever expected it to be.

vivian girls - i believe in nothing

derrick morgan - tougher than tough

observe closely over the next few months and you will notice me getting slowly more and more rude. it's time for that, i think.