Columnated ruins domino

Debussy, Melodies.

Debussy, Preludes Book I / Images Book I.

Lambchop, Is a Woman.

Brian Wilson, Smile.

*

Happening this Saturday.

*

Certain shirts I'd purloined from him show up in the tectonic bottom levels of my dresser drawers - stuff I don't often wear but which I "borrowed" and never returned. It's possible to do this sort of theft during the college years, when you're home on break and your sibling's not around to cry foul or sucker-punch you for taking what's theirs.

*

"You'll grow old if you know too much." - Yevgeny Vassilovitch Bazarov

Wherever fortune flings it, it strikes root

Neutral Milk Hotel, On Avery Island.

Danielson, Ships.

Joe Henry, Tiny Voices.

Sonny Rollins, The Bridge.

*

"Like the rest, we shall go for our husks on Judgment Day,
but not that we may wear them, for it is not just
that a man be given what he has thrown away.

Here shall we drag them and in this mournful glade
our bodies will dangle to the end of time,
each on the thorns of its tormented shade."

~ Inferno, Canto XIII.

Get through your Sunday with these

Stars, Set Yourself on Fire.

Fruit Bats, Spelled in Bones.

Wilco, Summerteeth.

Yo La Tengo, I Am Not Afraid of You and I Will Beat Your Ass.

M. Ward, Transistor Radio.

Bill Evans Trio, Sunday at the Village Vanguard.