will the real NICK CAVE please stand up????
tight in the toy night
stood at the dawn in your red undress
there’s a darkness upon you that’s bloody & white
it is to morning what noon is to night
to a vale of tears you do now confess.
many colors is the doomed heart bled dry
by the drab radiant shuns of forever
when beauty begets truth but its flip-side never
is when the angels we have heard are high.
deep were the dreams reveled in
given to bouts of wry fevered pitch
drawn by blindness into a ditch
freed by birth is its accomplice, sin.
(an ode to albert camus & my “68” year-old mother)
LUNA. Tiger Lily. bewitched….as am i.
and, exactly half-way home….my best of 2014, SO FAR.
SHARON VAN ETTEN are we there SUN KIL MOON benji ANGEL OLSEN burn your fire for no witness CLOUD NOTHINGS here and nowhere else THE WAR ON DRUGS lost in the dream
wrinkly old men……..
how FRANZ FERDINAND started WWI…..100 years ago today.
not so fast, AMNESTY INTERNATIONAL….
cooking with gas, playing with fire, revisited.
"The Las Vegas Story" turns 30.
LONG LIVE JEFFREY LEE PIERCE.