Sunday, August 28, 2011
salvador dali and walt disney-destino
what transpires when the spearheader of surrealist art collaborates with the chief of whimsical animation...a hodgepodge of contortion, distortion, materialization and dematerialisation. what happens when things in reality atrophy in surreality.
soulsavers-revival
Featuring Mark Lanegan...if you love this go purchase the album SuperWolf by Bonnie 'Prince' Billy and Matt Sweeney NOW...support your local record store!
Saturday, August 27, 2011
st.vincent-cruel
This, is Annie Clarke. Her eyes are eternally protruding, as if her faculty of curiosity is always open and malleable. Her docile yet ardent mannerisms coincide perfectly with the buoyancy of her vocals, and the symbiotic relationship between the two produces an effect that induces nothing short of stupor and reverie out of its listeners. I almost feel as if a harp should have been used in this song due to the video's cinematographic facets, but instead the electric guitar is the principal instrument and I find that to be, interesting. The song utilizes orchestral backing paired with poppy synths and an electric guitar that emits sounds that bear an eerie resemblance to scores that could quite possibly be found in either a 90's Disney film or an archetypal Christmas film. And while this may seem dissonant to the skeptical eye, the shrewd ear knows better.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
taciturn acceptance
there's a cigarette hanging over there
do you see it?
on the tainted window sill
it disintegrates a little every day
and my heart
it goes with it
there's a phantom sitting over there
do you see it?
resting lethargically,in that chair
words he utters linger every day
yet I could barely
hear him
The place stinks of aging gin
and I've seen all the
furtive glances
I drink the air
it's miasmatic
and I commence with
midnight's dances
The rain has molded my wooden floors
do you see them?
collapsing
the triumph of despair over love has won
can you see him?
advancing
He's now begun his twilight exploits
what a shame
he's been unshackled
but who am I to resist such clout
he's the tyrant
of my conduit of darkness
and when he retreats
i'll oblige him to return
because I thrive off of him
like a ravenous disease
and when we've both done our deeds
i'll embrace narcosis
and let him, plant his seeds
do you see it?
on the tainted window sill
it disintegrates a little every day
and my heart
it goes with it
there's a phantom sitting over there
do you see it?
resting lethargically,in that chair
words he utters linger every day
yet I could barely
hear him
The place stinks of aging gin
and I've seen all the
furtive glances
I drink the air
it's miasmatic
and I commence with
midnight's dances
The rain has molded my wooden floors
do you see them?
collapsing
the triumph of despair over love has won
can you see him?
advancing
He's now begun his twilight exploits
what a shame
he's been unshackled
but who am I to resist such clout
he's the tyrant
of my conduit of darkness
and when he retreats
i'll oblige him to return
because I thrive off of him
like a ravenous disease
and when we've both done our deeds
i'll embrace narcosis
and let him, plant his seeds
fats domino-ain't that a shame
the king of rolling triplets and one of the first to cross over the charts
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
blackstar-respiration ft. common
Allow the buzz created within the vessel of your body induced by this song to lift you, and allow that reverberation to retrace the skyline. be one with this song, be one with your surroundings and breathe in. breathe in love breathe out ravenous hate. respire. respire.
Monday, August 22, 2011
viva voce-the future will destroy you
if you like the pixies, and a song that emits sounds that seem as if they could have only been produced via surfing through a tunnel at the speed of light...you'll thoroughly enjoy this
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