26/05/2018

13/18 - I Think Everything Counts A Little More Than We Think

Summer comes bowling down the road over oozing fresh asphalt and shorn alkanet stalks.


Damien Jurado - Over Rainbows and Rainier

With the warmth: a softening of the insides, a seeping through of sentiments, a rediscovery in gusts of fragrance of mislaid memories.


The National - Ada

I saw girls in their summertime dresses. Saw them putting make up on during their morning commute. Saw sun-speckled skin and spellbinder dimples. I saw a video of my nephew running naked across my parents' lawn. Saw excitement and enthralment. And none of it could be translated. None quite reached through social media or a rational mindset.         


Kent - Mannen I Den Vita Hatten (16 År Senare)

What's missing, then, is this: the country of youth; a direct line of contact with naïve ambitions; a stepping stone between floating sheets of relations drifting apart; an antidote to atrophying anxiety. The next swift that whirs past on low height I'll grab the legs of and let carry me across the gulf.


Bob Marley & The Wailers - Duppy Conqueror

Because upheaval is within my power. Next week I'll be in a new place. "The world takes its form hourly by a weighing of things at hand", but there is time yet to tip the scales. Yes me friend, we are the street again.


bob hund - Det skulle vara lätt för mig att säga att jag inte hittar hem men det gör jag; tror jag

The best song title in music history. One of the most cathartic outros in the same. Sweden in my heart, clouds at my back, and a future thrillingly unknown.



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