npr redux
This moribund blog pressed into service coincidentally has the perfect entry from May 2004, a reflection on Neighborhood Public Radio.
Tag: listening
2004.05.21 ears
the sound of the mysterious michael z softly respirating in that ocean that will not admit me A CD from
2004.03.09 ears
back to that fucking lee ranaldo song ASK. ME. IF. I. CARE. deerhoof 6 MARCH FROM THE LIMINAL GALLERY The
2004.03.02 ears
if it weren’t for my brother falling off of a horse MICHAEL Z’S LATEST INSTALLMENT IN THE LANDLORD’S AVOIDANCE OF
2004.02.29 ears
long to zero terry riley’s rainbow in curved space sting with a hurdy gurdy around his neck The rule is
2004.01.01 ears
the work of director spike jonze matmos at the yerba buena center for the arts gallery 1 11.06.03 tortoise at
peter gabriel is inside a ball
so ends one of my favorite arguments with The Mysterious MZ. In 1992, or 3, Peter Gabriel had just crested
and i wished it would never end
For about two weeks now I’ve been considering not going to see a live music show in 2003. Instantaneously I
We love show biz. And if you don’t love show biz, we will destroy you.
Waiting for the murder ballad show to start, I started passing out fake blood capsules so that we could all
Continue readingWe love show biz. And if you don’t love show biz, we will destroy you.
make me wanna shout
I think I can put together a compilation of songs that all anchor around a moment when there’s a unison