Friday, April 3, 2009
things are going to happen that are going to shift your life and take it off the line you thought you were on
When I'm sitting in a room making a record, I'm pretty much the master of my own universe. Then I step out the door: Forget it. If you sat like the Unabomber and just wrote a manifesto, it would be this completely self-contained psychotic document. But if you go to the store or a bar or to a friend's house, things are going to happen that are going to shift your life and take it off the line you thought you were on. That's the beauty of the ride. That's what we're here for, to learn to roll with that ride.
~ Bob Mould.
[Damen Avenue below Division Street]
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- Ray Pride
- Chicago, Illinois, United States
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- gentle rain from heaven
- bathe and paddle about bucolically in a mild puddle
- indistinguishable from magic
- i like this kind of tension
- a kind of gravity
- flat and coolly distant
- here we go again
- take, for example
- like a perhaps
- discipline
- wine is how words taste
- lifes
- the doleful cello
- a crowd of grand and confused images
- there are two silences
- an oblivion of care and a freedom from solicitude
- double yolk
- crushed cigarettes and kitchen matches
- you had
- ocean
- haunted evenings and dark nights of secret assigna...
- must mean something
- night's friendly takeover
- makes me clumsy
- trop retro
- what they are
- corner
- things are going to happen that are going to shift...
- down the streets of the big night world
- no one more ferocious
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