Friday, May 24, 2013

Kajagoogoo - White Feathers (EMI; 1983)

White Feathers reach for blood when the clock strikes midnight and the thumping bass lifts the curtains from my eyes: I see you smoky through the beads.

Shannon and the Clams - Dreams in the Rat House (Hardly Art; 2013)

When my rat teeth release the lemons, my rat tail stirs this dream a permanent Rip Van Winkle as my poisoned rat brothers relax on a towheaded cloud.

The National - Trouble Will Find Me (4AD; 2013)

Demons purified through the spigot will turn pink and peach peonies when the skeleton pony treads the lonely sinking course.

Asylum Party - Picture One (Asylum Yield; 1988)

Afraid so afraid of Night Laughter, sprouting up toe jam through the lockets of my most secret Medusa Door, wherein I see you: and what a lovely leaf bird collides our ruby eyes.

Dirty Beaches - Drifters / Love Is The Devil (Zoo Music; 2013)

Revved and vague, ah: we insert a cartoon into the damp warehouse only to river an electrical current beyond taste: where bandages fly to kiss their wounds.

Sylvian / Sakamoto - "Bamboo Houses/Bamboo Music" E.P. (Virgin; 1982)

Balinese games across the land do lend a helping hand to ghosts who usher us through the news of fading occupants, young too soon. 

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Savages - Silence Yourself (Matador / Pop Noire; 2013)

While there was joy at the division, beyond the gates I saw a spine a'walking; 'twas ten stones larger than mine own, and in each skeleton hand: a rose roasting its own thorns on a miniature grill, smiling at its reflection as we sought its eyes for a gateway to Trust. 

Deerhunter - Monomania (4AD; 2013)

Hand-lettered cassette tapes contained mixes from my soul I made for you while there was something rotten and dead in my head and you blurred into a crowd at a local punk show, leaving me with my pile of cassette tapes and a storm only the screaming distorted guitars could ever assuage.

The Knife - Shaking The Habitual (Mute / Brille / Rabid; 2013)

Ready to lose a privilege, I shine and turtle-wax the oak floors until possessions (cars, televisions, homes) become séances in sunny starlight: bullet moonlight: another layer of wax: a bone-marrow snake huffing to preserve our lives passing in blood clouds.  

Saturday, May 11, 2013

Kurt Vile - Wakin On A Pretty Daze (Matador; 2013)

Wakin on a pretty dazed day, I blistered my fingers gripping psychedelic records the lizards told me could spray paint a record collection upon the sun to kill a thousand lemmings.

Friday, May 10, 2013

The Strokes - Comedown Machine (RCA; 2013)

Tell me and show me if I ever open my eyes against this tiny finger pulling this little trigger because Porcelain slashed an ivory wrist, singing, "I don't wanna be in love with you."