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Reading: "...Young mudlarks searching the river quag for scrap had been known to step into some discoloured patch of mud and start speaking long-dead languages, or find locusts in their hair, or fade slowly to translucency and disappear..."
from China Miville's Perdido Street Station

Playlist:
"In steep cliffs with rocks all piled up mysteries of your passing luck
Ages pass shells and bits of bone forming new limestone
to give things their turn

There are no bad words for the coast today

You never knew why you felt so good
in the stangest of places
Like in waiting rooms and long lines that made you late and mall parking lots on holidays

There are no bad words for the coast today
when we hold our breath until nothing's left
it all starts to fade

[guitar! and feedback!]

We can see the stars from where the birds make their homes
staring back at us
Indifferent but distanced perfectly projected endlessly
IT'S SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL

There are no bad words for the coast today
then you ask what's a palisade
and if we're too late for happiness?

[more guitar!]"

"Spectacular Views" by Rilo Kiley

That song has me hankering for some Superchunk tracks I was unable to hunt down today...silly me, trying to support local independent business. All hail mail order and the internet. But actually, I could order it from Merge Records, which is a local business...silly me, ain't life grand!

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