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A beatific flurry of misanthropy and nocturnalism.
Sidewalks and Skeletons

—Heaven

sidewalksandskeletons:

Here’s a new track I made. It still needs mixing/mastering but I hope you like it so far. 

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Spiritualized

—Ladies and Gentlemen We Are Floating In Space

futureflection:

Spiritualized - Ladies and Gentlemen We Are Floating in Space

Year of the 32x32 display screen of shimmering LED lights with a deceptively finite number of possible combinations

Season of how the cold mornings gnash at your bare ankles with their copper wire fangs

Day of plenty to appreciate if you sit somewhere quiet and gaze vacantly around at the space just beyond that which your physical self occupies

The iPod, like the Walkman cassette player before it, allows us to listen to our music wherever we want. Previously, recording technology had unlinked music from the concert hall, the café, and the saloon, but now music can always be carried with us. Michael Bull, who has written frequently about the impact of the Walkman and the iPod, points out that we often use devices to ‘aestheticize urban space.’ We carry our own soundtrack with us wherever we go, and the world around us is overlaid with our music. Our whole life becomes a movie, and we can alter the score for it over and over again: one minute it’s a tragedy, and the next it’s an action film. Energetic, dreamy, or ominous and dark: everyone has their own private movie going on in their heads, and no two are the same….Theodor Adorno… called this situation ‘accompanied solitude,’ a situation where we might be alone, but we have the ability via music to create the illusion that we are not.

—from How Music Works, by David Byrne (via mirandaraesa)

(Source: girlfromtralfamadore, via talk-amongst-the-trees)