up for air

TIL: I'm incapable of moving on to the next bit until I get the right words for the current section / passage: any and all efforts to do otherwise are condemned to fuckall zilch, a wasteland of self-doubt, bruised foreheads, and spent dry erase markers.

Came into crystal this morning, when I decided, on a lark (the nothing left to lose varietal), to split a section and found that doing so was the opening (or, rather, the necessary expansion of rhythm) I needed to go deeper and give the words already written the space to breathe and become something more.

Lesson: even the most breathless passages need to breathe.

penguin commandos and gremlin vinyl

In which an impromptu trip to an antique mall while killing time before going to the accountant’s office (taxtime, settling the final bit of my mother’s estate) yielded terrific and strange results:

O’Neil and Cowan’s THE QUESTION is high on the “have to get the whole thing” list. Among the group was my favorite issue so far, the sixth, “… that small rain down can rain…,” which remains brutal every time I read it.

And who could pass up die-cast Penguin Commando and Duckmobile?

Nevermind the GREMLINS story record… I mean, come on.

Cassingles 31-33 – various

A new set of the wonderful Cassingle series from one of my favorite DIY labels, superpolar Taïps, featuring a menagerie of experimental pop and electronic soundscapes weaved through each of the featured artists’ – Goodparley, Von Heuser, and agogol – impeccable sensibilities:

links/2023w06.1

Splitting up the links posts into Wednesday and Saturday offerings. Should make each a little less unwieldy.