That's My Grandfather in the Red Rambler

This is a large color photograph taken in mid sixties, I suspect. Right there in the front of the home place on Gobey Road. The person not pictured, and his or her story, right down to the brand of camera, indeed the provenance of this classic Appalachian image, will never be known.

Cold Wave Post Punk Dance Hall Brooklyn

Broken Social Scene - Cause = Time

Agnes Obel - Fuel the Fire

Ed O'Brien - Incantations

My Mother's Feet

Radiohead - Go to Sleep

Listen Like You Might be Wrong - Noah Eckstein

I suppose youth entitles one to ascribe to lofty ideas and ideals centering on having empathy/sympathy with opposing views from one's own. It is noble but, in many cases, short sighted. Noah Ecstein's speech reminds me of the stories of Jesus and his similar teachings, such as loving one's enemies and ascetic actions such as if being sued for something offering even more than the ab damnum to the Plaintiff. Sounds good in theory, but, in practice, it simply raises the bar so high that human nature cannot come close. Listen like I could be wrong? Hoew does that work, for example, when debating (foolishly), for example, a Zionist who sincerely supports the Gazan Genocide. How does that work when (again foolishly) debating a MAGA follower, who supports tax breaks and full presidential pardons for the ultra rich Epstein class, at the expense of the poor. It doesn't and never will. The years tighten the intellect to create that which cannot be wrong, thus cannot be paused while noxious idiots espouse their nonsensical blather. Fact. But Noah's message is not to be dispensed with easily. It just does not apply to issues which ought, in good conscience, should be binary, such as the murder of the innocents and the deprivation of necessities out of homage to those who have more than they can ever expend.

Sufjan Stevens -Fourth of July, Should have Known Better

Johnny Greenwood by Alan Gogoll and Delicious Monster