Exeunt rich and poor, thinkers, researchers, decision-makers, slaves, the good...– muriel barbery, the elegance of the hedgehog. i don’t know why i’m reading this book, except for that i found it for free on the Library shelf after unexpectedly finishing Max Frisch on the airplane. At times like this, all the romantic, political, intellectual, metaphysical and...
you live, you die
“the big fucking enormity of love.” a small animal of gas. “things are changing” sounds corny. i don’t know what shape they will take is another. i wish i could shutup forever, after we landed, i slept the entire hour it took to get there. that’s not relevant. i am dying. also irrelevant. you’re dying, too.
Sabeth thought it like snow. We both agreed it was like yogurt! And above just...– Max Frisch, Homo Saber what a nice way to meander a night away, when you’re lost in the dark part of Greece and have nothing to do and nowhere to stay. not talking to each other, because you’re new, instead all around each other. you know, the part where: the cello is your life, the...
She died the same summer and I forgot about it, as you forget water you drank...– Max Frisch, Homo Saber. A nice way of putting it, from Max Frisch, who is also good at describing loneliness.
this is cool. girlwalkallday: We had an amazing weekend filming a handful of scenes in Central Park with scores of volunteers — if you were there, thanks a million. The weather held out until the last shot, and the dance spirit was alive. In between scenes, Alex Berg shot John from across the pond breaking it down to this favorite team mashup. The music comes from The Hood Internet’s Mixtape...
“Worker Bee” — Zoo Animal please don’t let me be lonely at night? please don’t let him have someone on the side?
Dear Andy, I’m going to fall asleep with my forehead between my arms, like an insect. When I wake up, I’m going to walk to work. The path over the Williamsburg bridge is divided into two parts: one for pedestrians, and one for bikers. The subway, above ground, courses between them. You enter on the Brooklyn side. Pedestrians face Dumbo, bikers move in muscular streams between an old...
I found them asleep together, on the living room couch, one black-haired girl,...– Leonard Michaels, Sylvia
the springtime makes us dumb
we sat on a bench near the party, but didn’t go in. the day was warm, the cement crackled with trash and a sign “Do NOT throw the cat’s dish in the trash” stuck to a tree. we wondered about other people’s lives, around here, a place we had never been. what do the steps look like to somebody who sees them every day? what does this bench mean? what have you done on it and how did you sit then?...
The odor of fresh newsprint, an oily film on my fingertips, mixed with cigarette...– Leonard Michaels, Sylvia It’s been awhile since I read Michaels, I forgot what he’s like. How damn good. Andy should read this book. There’s a story about continental drift in here — “I told her that below the ice of Antarctica, huge trees had become coal”...
my best man alan directed the new video for Blood Orange’s “Dinner,” which premiered on Pitchfork today. The vid features members of Chairlift, Apache Beat, Frankie Rose & the Outs, Lemonade, and more. Can you spot ‘em? Also, this song is great.