before everything powers down...
cosmic dream radio, Episode 5
I'd trade this song for you. Unless....it's going to be remembered.
what on earth was i thinking?
I was thinking about all the things I have made and how they live in warehouses of refrigerated machines somewhere in the middle of nowhere. dependent on power. the electrical kind. who knows how long we'll have power to burn so idly?
this podcast is powered by machines. as many years future as sappho (as example) is past, what will remain of all this?
this song has fireworks. they make me feel sad. sparks fizzling far o'er my head. here i am, craning, all alone in the dark, feet on earthground. my neck hurts.
sing, woman, sing. deer crash through windows. hell hounds want to play. this crappy bar? you've been here before. nothing's changed. let's turn this basement into a club. everyone's looking for someplace to go.