Thursday, 7 August 2008
Accelerator
What exactly does a particle accelerator do? Do you know? I don’t. I assume it accelerates particles. That would make sense. If I could accelerate every particle of my being, all that I am, would that make me a better person? I assume it would. I can but hope. Hope and look for a particle accelerator.
Sunday, 3 August 2008
Friday, 1 August 2008
Let's Go To The Park
Again, yes I know, late. This is what it's like to look down on Glastonbury from the top of a ribbon tower. Suppose it was a good Glastonbury this year. Got to have tea with the Eavis', stood on the Pyramid Stage. However saw no bands and had no sleep and no mistaken identity moment with Joss Stone. Maybe not so great after all?
My Bloody.....
Yes the gigs were a while ago but hey.... I'm lazy and reticent. Anyway Loveless a lot today for 6Music based reasons. My word, like a plane taking off.
12 Songs
What would be the last songs I would choose to hear before my seemingly inevitable and destined to be undignified death?
Well.....
Arcade Fire - No Cars Go
M83 - Run Into Flowers
Broken Social Scene - KC Accidental
The Flamingoes - I Only Have Eyes For (the only perfect song ever written)
Khonnor - The Stoned Night
Interpol - Obsctale 1
Soulwax - NY Excuse
Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Date With The Night
Radiohead - Reckoner
Sebastien Tellier - La Ritournelle
Feist - Intuition
PJ Harvey - This Is Love
Well.....
Arcade Fire - No Cars Go
M83 - Run Into Flowers
Broken Social Scene - KC Accidental
The Flamingoes - I Only Have Eyes For (the only perfect song ever written)
Khonnor - The Stoned Night
Interpol - Obsctale 1
Soulwax - NY Excuse
Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Date With The Night
Radiohead - Reckoner
Sebastien Tellier - La Ritournelle
Feist - Intuition
PJ Harvey - This Is Love
It's All Gonna Break
Now I Am Become Death, The Destroyer Of Worlds.
“You promise the world; and then you take it away” That’s what she’d told him. She’d seen the heart of him. They’d all seen it. The girl he so admired in the snow left shamed, negotiating seemingly endless pills because of his fear. The girl who turned away in despair. He had destroyed their worlds, and his own.
The End
here. never were you if wisdom on pass can’t You arrived. never that words in Told told. been he’d son my confidence of life a Live confident? that is really who again Then confidence. of life a live to have you why That’s beginning. the reach never you’ll end the at start you if Sometimes
A Lullaby
I’ll read you a lullaby. One in keeping with our age. One where eyes are bleary with regret and time. Where mobiles chime in the early hours. One where radios crackle and comfort. One where I hold you til you can’t let go.
It’s alright.
It’s alright.
Sleep this last night.
What Song Lyrics Taught Me
All we’ve got to do is be brave. There’s nothing you can do that can’t be done. We can be heroes. There must be lights burning brighter somewhere. We can find new ways of living. I don’t belong here. It’s so much better on holiday. You can go your own way.
Musicians are fucking liars.
“You promise the world; and then you take it away” That’s what she’d told him. She’d seen the heart of him. They’d all seen it. The girl he so admired in the snow left shamed, negotiating seemingly endless pills because of his fear. The girl who turned away in despair. He had destroyed their worlds, and his own.
The End
here. never were you if wisdom on pass can’t You arrived. never that words in Told told. been he’d son my confidence of life a Live confident? that is really who again Then confidence. of life a live to have you why That’s beginning. the reach never you’ll end the at start you if Sometimes
A Lullaby
I’ll read you a lullaby. One in keeping with our age. One where eyes are bleary with regret and time. Where mobiles chime in the early hours. One where radios crackle and comfort. One where I hold you til you can’t let go.
It’s alright.
It’s alright.
Sleep this last night.
What Song Lyrics Taught Me
All we’ve got to do is be brave. There’s nothing you can do that can’t be done. We can be heroes. There must be lights burning brighter somewhere. We can find new ways of living. I don’t belong here. It’s so much better on holiday. You can go your own way.
Musicians are fucking liars.
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