inspiration for a return, or a new direction
installing
sweet desolation,
you kick my leg again, beneath this victorian table
you stand me up and exit me out with your bottle, your grin.
we leave in a fluster of goodbyes.
we are alone now, you and i,
and what sweet victory,
desolation.
it is another radioless evening driving out here along the pavement
and out and north i have spent all my money
on tankfuls of gasoline and a styrofoam cup.
all i need is the interstate wind,
a chance to be alone and taken.
it is this time of year
when the leaves have fallen to slick the asphalt surface
and the trees have grown bare to admit the halogen glow.
it is this time of night
when the october rain glistens in the turn
and the rearview mirror is dark and empty.
i have spent my money on gasoline, desolation.
i have spent a lifetime in your avenues
and i am still awaiting
your perfect kiss.
an answer for everything, you have
perfected the art of that beverage and
crucially determined the iphone app we all
require
congrats on that vinyl recommendation and your
blog
links abundant to all of your other
advertisements
reminding us of what we have missed in your
absence
and as the facebook opens up, as your images illuminate my phone
as i drift away and forget to hit like
am i here
i am here
am i here?
i listen to the air
conditioning
good night
from decaying cassette tapes — from basement sessions — proceed at your own risk
Skimbleshanks_Wayside (from Sonalysts 1987, better version forthcoming)
Skimbleshanks_Underground Recorded on Thames Street, Groton, by 17 Relics, 1987
Ralph Gibson, capturing a certain classical chiaroscuro, wading in the stark, yet puzzling enigmas of a fleeting glance, summoning calculus-inducing curves –
Sodium Lights have released a follow-up single to their scintillating Transtulit LP from 2011. After the sessions that completed Transtulit, the band decided to go even further into the deep house foundations that made up the electronic side of the group’s electro-rock.
The guitars were put inside their cases, and programming began in earnest during the winter of 2011-12. The band wrote an album’s worth of new material in a few months, and singer Julia Farrar began to add vocals to the rough ideas. As the songs began to take shape, the band began to realize that releasing a single from the best of the accumulated material would actualize the ideal of the “trance pop” songs they were trying to create.
Instead of following up 2011’s Transtulit with another full length LP, Sodium Lights decided to release singles of these sessions, of which “Slingshot” is the first.
Each of Luke Hunter’s releases are more evocative and focused, driven with emotion and seeking our hearts.
Heart & Home is a proper single, assisted with James Burke on bass, and Tyler Crawford on drums. It gets in your head, it gets in your heart, and it hits straight home – a masterpiece and proof that Luke has truly become an artisan songwriter. The production and mixing, by Alex Pellish (17 Relics, Portersville, Vera from Alice, Highlighter, Sodium Lights), further refines and enlightens this immediate indie rock classic.
And cued right up, the backside features the daedalian guitarwork of Leafmeal, fleeting across unraveling midsummer meadows, across balearen lovers spread out beneath the wide blue sky – twirling in so many memories brought back from the fade –
Absolutely fantastic.
They are milling the roadway in West Mystic, CT, along West Main Street, in preparation for a new layer of asphalt (among a bevy of new upgrades to the streetscape downtown, including the removal of telephone poles).
In the process, they milled up enough to where you can just see the tops of the old trolley tracks, which had not seen since the early 1980s.