February 13th, 2009 2:06pm
Awake At Midnight, Asleep At Noon
Josephine Foster - “I love you & the Springtime Blues” He always smelled like dried soup when he came in from outside. He would kick off one boot normally, and then flip the other one off against the wall, like an 8-year-old. And if it was wet outside, a little line of brown water would fling off the toe in a circle, or off the laces. He would take off his hat and run his fingers through his hair, and hang his hat on the hook before his jacket, so his jacket would cover the hat. He would smile, which I one day saw for the first time, realising he didn't have to smile, so I appreciated that.
Handsome Furs - “Evangeline” I've started smoking my pencil stubs, snorting my hand sanitizer, shooting up my compost, and freebasing my wallet. I'm selling my collected works in a single bound volume, called “It Ends In A Tie”, and I'm moving the fuck out of here. Nothing can grow when it's stuck in the same place. You don't see it, but even the trees in the forest take a step to the left every so often.
We have a drawing set up with Insound this week. You can go there, sign up for their mailing list, and get put in a drawing to win a digital version of the new Handsome Furs album Face Control and a t-shirt. It's Gramophone-specific, so you do have a chance of winning.
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