2019 has already started piling up #books. Looking forward to reading (& writing) more this year.
Sometimes its just all so much, & the only thing that makes you feel better is reading a flowery screed railing against the no-good-terrible-evil-thing that we all see, yet is still making our lives collectively worse.
David Roth has some choice words re: our (clearly sliding into elderly dementia) ‘President’:
Trump is so relentlessly dishonest and so plainly diminished and so sorely overmatched that, at this point, he can only be taken at his word. …
If he appears to be confronting an emerging truth that makes him look bad with a flailing childish insistence that Actually The Opposite Is True, it’s because he is. If it looks like he’s numbly ventriloquizing the rancid words of one of the aspiring genocidaires tasked with writing his more high-flown addresses, it’s because he is. ….There will be no new work done until he’s out of this job, not just because the venal and idiotic criminality that has defined his life belatedly appears to be catching up with him but because it simply isn’t in him to do new work, and because his current job transparently doesn’t matter to him at all. He’ll believe that he’s getting away with it—that he’s winning and commanding and leading—until the cuffs close or the lights go out, and he will always act that way. He will spend the rest of his life trying to demonstrate that he was right about whatever it was that he said or did before.
There is no reason to overthink any of this.
Source: You Can’t Get There From Here
Thom Yorke, Bill Graham Auditorium. 12/15/2018
Oddly, tonight I was having flashbacks to 1989 — pacing around my room, blowing off homework so I could listen to ‘Pictures of You’ on repeat. Play, rewind, play… & the foam headphones getting hot against my ears… feeling it all so deep. 29 years of Disintegration….
#IfOnlyIdThoughtOfTheRightWords
Built an opera house for you in the deepest jungle
& I walked across its stage singing with my eyes closedI’ve got a love for you I just can’t escape
All of my love for you cuts me like barbed wireI was meant to love you & always keep you in my life
I was meant to love you, I knew I loved you at first sight– “Opera House“
Shortest time between hearing a new band for the first time & then getting a vinyl copy of the LP? Maybe this is it.
Its like a wonderful mix of my wistful, yearning, younger self’s heavy rotation of Cowboy Junkies, Galaxie 500, & Mazzy Star, with a little bit of a slowed-down Pixies vibe. Plus I’m a sucker for lyrical, pining songs of lost love.
Even though the entire Cigarettes After Sex (yea., don’t love that name…) collection of songs sound pretty much the same, each song is a little gem, like facets of larger whole… Been on heavy rotation for a month & I haven’t tired of it yet.