for all the audio engineers out there
Brand spankin’ new, kiddies.
The last track from my new EP. Check it out!
Who the hell writes this shit? - Week 2
Possibly the longest week ever. For some reason the last week waiting for something seems infinitely longer than the 5 months prior. Anyhow, here’s your weekly playlist as promised, hope it doesn’t dull your mind too much.
Fine for Now - Grizzly Bear
Toki no Senrei o Ukete Inai mono o Yomuna - Jonny Greenwood
Sprawl II - Arcade Fire
Leyendecker - Battles
Earthquake Weather - Beck
And Then It Rained - Bing and Ruth
Do the Rump - The Black Keys
Michicant - Bon Iver
Guilty Cubicles - Broken Social Scene
Ape-Like - Califone
All the kids on the waterfront try to raise their hands
Not asking for your permission, please understand
Who the hell writes this shit? - Week 1
In addition to the asinine entries I’ve made in the past I’ve decided to keep a little weekly playlist for the enjoyment of the acute minority of interested follwers I’ve accumulated, seeing as how starting in a week I’m officially an aspiring music undergrad. So here’s something to keep you mildly preoccupied instead of trolling google for free porn… Eddie.
Daily Routune - Animal Collective
Little Brother - Grizzly Bear
Atoms for Peace - Thom Yorke
Mr. Tom - Patrick Watson
Pills - Gary Jules
Goin’ Home - Dan Auerbach
Teeth - Lisa Hannigan
4 Minute Warning - Radiohead
It’s Okay - Land of Talk
Walken - Wilco
Been slacking hard all summer thus far. This is my first attempt to get back into anything remotely creative. Just tossing a few ideas around.
“We depict hatred, but it is to depict that there are more important things. We depict a curse, to depict the joy of liberation.”
How I aspire to be one quarter the musician this man is.
One night I’m gonna come to you, inside of your house, wherever you’re sleeping, and I’m gonna cut your throat.
Starir á mig lítill álfur
Breytir mér í, en hreyfist ekki
Úr stað – sjálfur
Starálfur
If you think this is over
Then you’re wrong
Haunted by the image of a lone bird
Gracefully edging along the side of the highway
While we head west, empty
Yearning to realize it
