Back in Upstate NY
Speaking of old weirdness, my mom handed me a pile of forgotten errata today, including photos of the past, random trinkets, and a postcard from an old girlfriend sent to me in the middle of a bout of insanity. Here's some photos of those items as well as some others I've taken:
Mom, in typical form
Dad
The Crayon Family
A little boy hammers nails to help build his new home.
A book of sister
Some things never change.
From a Rotterdam "park" off Rt 5S near Schenectady
This sign pinpoints precisely why this park seemed so strange.
This is the gross restroom Lil Beaumont insisted on using. Inviting, mmm.
And this is the toilet that she actually sat on.
And this is the mantra she stared at while she peed: "I want young dick in my mouth."
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It's been an odd, albeit wholly uneventful, few days up here. Even when nothing happens in Upstate NY I am reminded of everything that has come before and everything that didn't and might. There is a feeling here that always overcomes me, managing to present both sweeping stillness and also terrible uneasiness.
Stumble It!
1 comment:
I have agreed with you on this before i think, but yes, Lazy Line Painter Jane puts every other B&S track to shame and its because Monica Queen sings on it and i hope Isobel felt stupid and ugly after she heard that recording for the first time and was like man i need to put some nuts in my voice oh no nevermind i need to record a fucking gentle waves album shh shh everybody be really quite because i need to sing a fucking song about how owls are quiet but this owl is actually printed on a fabric that i made into a cute jumper and it goes over this shirt that i am wearing with a ruffled collar.
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