Thom Yorke - Acoustic Version of Reckoner

A French Girl Singing

Radiohead - Everything in its Right Place - Cover by Kristina Fedorniak

Alan Dershowitz - The Most Disgusting Human Being on Earth

Gendema - Sassy Things - Good for Washing Dishes

A Writ About Dirt

The plural dirt seem like they're laughing because they know that everything above their vast, subterrainian expanse is headed their way, me included. "You don't know shit, boy. Wait 'til you're down here with us. That's when it gets interesting. Legune and radish roots crawling through your belly. Groundhogs tunnelling violently through your gut. Just you wait. You walk around on top of us, you excavate us, but it don't hurt us at all. We're so fucking old that we're indifferent to pain, but deeply in love with the rain. The plural rain ignite where there is no light, when the rootwork that tickles our insides and constantly keeps us guessing gets us high. We get along. We need each other. We feel you, but we just don't need you, boy. As you were." Pora Aura.

Sad Lovers and Giants - What We Should Have Done

My Letter to my Grandmother - My Beloved Uncle Billy Joe had Been Shot Through the Chest by my Other Beloved Uncle, Ralph

Joy Division - Disorder

The Mystery Lights - What Happens When You Turn the Devil Down

Christian Death - Romeo's Distress

Sweeping Promises - Hungry for a Way Out

Revolution 9 - Beatles (Last song on the White Album)

I listened intently to this abstract piece again today. It gets better with age. I pondered if there was actually sheet music for this.

Mount Kimbee - The Sunset Violent - Live in Heidelberg, Germany - This is Great

The Very Rare Successful Banjo Practice

Big Daddy, from Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, Act II, by Tennessee Williams.

"Fuck the goddamned preacher!" One of my most cherished declarations from southern literature.

Lost Highway - Nightcrawl

A Partly Sunny Day

Beneath the cloud bank a fully loaded cruise ship sinks as the sun comes out.