two hundred and eighty degrees: ‘slipping steadily into madness…’
Shell Games ~ Bright Eyes black widows weave ( w e b s ) thick with lies ~ though truth’s fire ( reveals ) the trap ~ and their sisyphus … Continue reading
two hundred and seventy nine degrees: ‘the dream of you…’
Burn It Blue ~ Caetano Veloso & Lila Downs sweet doppelgänger soul self portraits cast in time your heart’s broken beat exalted now by mine ~ “ I used to … Continue reading
two hundred and seventy eight degrees: ‘angels laid her away…’
Folk Bloodbath ~ Josh Ritter the crux or the crucible who is fit to tell? * I’m hoping that it ain’t true…
two hundred and seventy seven degrees: ‘enough about him…’
She Just Happens To Date The Prince Of Darkness ~ Say Hi To Your Mom loose dueling banjos deliverance and the damned grist for the gossip ( m i l … Continue reading
two hundred and seventy six degrees: ‘how did the river get so wide…’
Tower of Song ~ Leonard Cohen I saw you, and knew I would touch you… we reached for the moon, lit up so tall… You knew then that I would … Continue reading
two hundred and seventy five degrees: ‘my intimate details…’
Somebody ~ Dune Oft times, someone else. Has said it, better. Than I ever, could. Today, is one. Of them. * “ Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there … Continue reading
two hundred and seventy four degrees: ‘feel the echo…’
Every Path ~ Alela Diane what if every lifetime ( a d v e n t u r e ) begins ~ with a simple step in the right direction? … Continue reading
two hundred and seventy three degrees: ‘the colour of a burning brook…’
40 Dogs (Romeo and Juliet) ~ Bob Schneider I might have fallen in love ~ with a place and the forgotten flavour of an unspoilt sky ~ far from here … Continue reading
two hundred and seventy one degrees: ‘it beats inside…’
The Organ Donor’s March ~ The Impossible Girl having once so loved something of you (r e m a i n s) indelibly part of me like a living tattoo … Continue reading