I want
love.
Not sure if I've already talked about this band, but I do quite love Miracle Fortress. If I could fall in love with a something, it would have to be in the form of this band!
Miracle Fortress - Fortune
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Take me to a beach house
If you could take ONE thing to a desert island what would it be?
I'd take the Cave Singers - they constitute as one single thing, right?
Already a huge fan of this trio, the anticipation for their second album was killing me. The new album, Welcome Joy, is so phenomenal that after one listen, it hasn't left the speakers of my stereo. Welcome Joy is just as solid as their first album, Invitation Songs.
Fall in love with this album, then come capture me and take me to your beach house.
http://sideonetrackone.com/audio/The%20Cave%20Singers%20-%20Beach%20House.mp3
I'd take the Cave Singers - they constitute as one single thing, right?
Already a huge fan of this trio, the anticipation for their second album was killing me. The new album, Welcome Joy, is so phenomenal that after one listen, it hasn't left the speakers of my stereo. Welcome Joy is just as solid as their first album, Invitation Songs.
Fall in love with this album, then come capture me and take me to your beach house.
http://sideonetrackone.com/audio/The%20Cave%20Singers%20-%20Beach%20House.mp3
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Found
unsown, loose buttons
stripped clothing
draped over banisters
that lead up to your rooftop terrace
where
the sky hangs
clouds cave
my knees crumble;
embrace my
embrace my
bare my -
(keep walking), dear skin
with
sleepy, closed eyes
laced up sneakers
to wear to bed,
scuff-marked soles
of heals dug deep into plywood floors
creaking as we make our way between
my abandoned house of reveries;
stripped clothing
draped over banisters
that lead up to your rooftop terrace
where
the sky hangs
clouds cave
my knees crumble;
embrace my
embrace my
bare my -
(keep walking), dear skin
with
sleepy, closed eyes
laced up sneakers
to wear to bed,
scuff-marked soles
of heals dug deep into plywood floors
creaking as we make our way between
my abandoned house of reveries;
tongue curled amid clenched teeth,
pointed elbows jolted,
bone-straight fists,
scared to sleep alone
against washed-up heartbeats.
I bid you a goodnight.
pointed elbows jolted,
bone-straight fists,
scared to sleep alone
against washed-up heartbeats.
I bid you a goodnight.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Just got Inked
I'm not one for posting any blog entries about myself, but I just got my first tattoo, and I'm super stoked! Done by Paul at New Moon in Orleans, I am reallllllly happy with the end result.
Check it
Slingshot my heart
poor guy
What's this guy's name? Either way, without Garfield in the comics, his life seems SUPER depressing, and he for surely seems insane.
Hilarious.
Check out www.garfieldminusgarfield.net
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