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np: Ciccone Youth - The Whitey Album

Cannabis YouTube video by Nino Ferrer - Topic

bong banger, that is

What perfect album came out in the year you turned 16?
There were a few, but This Mortal Coil - Filigree & Shadow had the biggest effect on my life.

np: wreck small speakers on expensive stereos - worlds fall apart

np: Reunion Wilderness - The Railway Children

np: Asylum Party - Picture One

np: rite - Julian Cope & Donald Ross Skinner

I should have tried that. If Kevin freaked out, I could have fallen back on the mnemonic angle.

A small, round, pale green lentil & the dried husk it grew in.

I grew a lentil! Just one, so far, from a sprout I found in my sink & I planted. I almost feel like I should name it. 🥰

np: Visceral Realists - Bruce Russell / Luke Wood

"Karaoke weekend at the suicide shack."
(I've reached the Beck section.)

I was at Sunday school in Yakima that morning & it was the only exciting day I ever had at church.

"It's only because I love life so much...that death is going to be so shit!" - Paul Heaton 🥰

One penis! Twooo penis! Getting closer.

"Some of us flipped a coin & shimmered away." - Ultravox, Maximum Acceleration

"Another layer of the palimpsest is coated over the past and beneath it all, the marsh mud stirs." - John Rogers, Welcome to New London

I've never listened to Skrillex, but I love the title of his new album, 'F*CK U SKRILLEX YOU THINK UR ANDY WARHOL BUT UR NOT!! <3'.

"We learn dances, brand new dances, like the nuclear bomb." - 1977 Iggy

I just finished listening to High Land, Hard Rain & feel like I should be wearing that.

"The majority of the Dutch population, an estimated 90%, tried to continue to live their lives as normal as possible. Listening to the illegal radio station "Radio Oranje" and reading illegal newspapers were forms of passive resistance that most people related to." -- book about the Dutch resistance

I left work during those red bars & feel like I've been snorting a vacuum cleaner bag.

"No aphrodisiac like the char of burning lifeboats."
--Radon Daughters, Iain Sinclair

Elbows up!

Given that photo, I'm going with Sexy MF.

When the afternoon light reveals the stratification of incense smoke hanging in the air of your home, you have to throw out your arms & sail through it, sniffing.

"Hold to the now, the here, through which all future plunges to the past." Ulysses, Joyce.

Thank you. Being human is really depressing lately, but this little guy makes me smile.

Medieval illustration of a man holding a trumpet to his butt, presumably blowing hot air through it.

"ed elli avea del cul fatto trombetta"
Inferno, Canto XXI

Nero & friends partying while Rome burns in the background.

Thirty-some greyscale hands flipping the bird, floating against a pink backdrop.

My rebuttal. Artist unknown.