Somewhere Else to Be

TV on the Radio - Caffeinated Consciousness

Sat, 10 Sep 2011 03:40:33 -0400

TV on the Radio - Caffeinated Consciousness

Sat, 10 Sep 2011 03:38:31 -0400

From then on I had her in my memory with so much clarity that I could do what I wanted with her. I...

Wed, 07 Sep 2011 01:55:13 -0400

From then on I had her in my memory with so much clarity that I could do what I wanted with her. I changed the color of her eyes according to my state of mind: the color of water when she woke, the color of syrup when she laughed, the color of light when she was annoyed. I dressed her according to the age and condition that suited my changes of mood: a novice in love at twenty, a parlor whore at forty, the queen of Babylon at seventy, a saint at one hundred.

awake

Mon, 05 Sep 2011 04:36:26 -0400

I’ve been awake through the wrong decisions
I’ve held my ground now I’m gaining soul
I bit my tongue through the cold realizations
I’ve been accused, but I’ve only begun

Everything changed the day he figured out there was exactly enough time for the important things in...

Thu, 25 Aug 2011 14:00:02 -0400

Everything changed the day he figured out there was exactly enough time for the important things in his life.

Wed, 24 Aug 2011 01:30:28 -0400

Come away with me, he said, we will live on a desert island. I said, I am a desert island. It was...

Fri, 19 Aug 2011 17:16:43 -0400

Come away with me, he said, we will live on a desert island. I said, I am a desert island. It was not what he had in mind.

Howlin’ Wolf - Back Door Man

Tue, 16 Aug 2011 02:42:31 -0400

Howlin’ Wolf - Back Door Man

Tue, 16 Aug 2011 02:03:17 -0400

“I stare at this ceaseless, rushing crowd and imagine a...

Thu, 11 Aug 2011 01:15:00 -0400

“I stare at this ceaseless, rushing crowd and imagine a time a hundred years from now. In a hundred years everybody here - me included - will have disappeared from the face of the earth and turned into ashes or dust. A weird thought, but everything in front of me starts to seem unreal, like a gust of wind could blow it all away.”

Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

Sun, 07 Aug 2011 04:17:34 -0400

White Hinterland - Thunderbird

Thu, 04 Aug 2011 03:21:22 -0400

White Hinterland - Thunderbird

The world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. The...

Wed, 03 Aug 2011 04:24:23 -0400

The world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. The curves of your lips rewrite history.

There came a moment in the middle of the song when he suddenly felt every heartbeat in the...

Sun, 31 Jul 2011 16:16:14 -0400

There came a moment in the middle of the song when he suddenly felt every heartbeat in the room and after that he never forgot he was part of something much bigger.

I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed...

Thu, 28 Jul 2011 05:23:21 -0400

I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed and that necessary.

Video

Tue, 26 Jul 2011 20:23:05 -0400

You know how this is:if I look at the crystal moon,at the red branch of the slow autumn at my...

Tue, 26 Jul 2011 03:01:56 -0400

You know how this is:
if I look at the crystal moon,
at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Pablo Neruda, from “If You Forget Me”

She left pieces of her life behind her everywhere she went. It’s easier to feel the sunlight...

Mon, 25 Jul 2011 04:33:03 -0400

She left pieces of her life behind her everywhere she went. It’s easier to feel the sunlight without them, she said.

“Wherever they might be, they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no...

Sat, 23 Jul 2011 04:11:30 -0400

“Wherever they might be, they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end.”

Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

CunninLynguists - The Light (ft. Club Dub)

Sat, 23 Jul 2011 04:07:06 -0400

CunninLynguists - The Light (ft. Club Dub)