there are some records that are food to me,
when im spiritually hungry they feed me,
copper blue by sugar is one,
entymology by josef k,
twilight sad
gregory isaacs
good life – the best of inner city,
so pure + pristine, slick + futuristic,
rocket from the crypt
calenture – the triffids,
basket of light- pentangle
tim by the replacements.
sixteen lovers lane – go betweens
kicked it in the sun built to spill
daydream nation sonic youth
erasure
neko case fox confessor
i can put some records on and
well they just
alter my mood instantly
just like drugs
but eventually i suck all the emotional sustenance out of them
there are some records that meant so much to me
and I can’t even listen to them anymore
i gorged myself
i was reckless
spanners by the black dog
doolittle by the pixies
treinanko nainy diabate
the yellow princess by john fahey
waterpistol by shack
imperium current 93
horse rotorvator coil
phuq wildhearts
music can’t be just some casual thing
it speaks to hurts that are inexpressible
it speaks to a lack, an incompleteness
u get to pour urself into the spaces it offers