The Luyas - "Fifty Fifty". The sky is grey. Take away the gases and eddies and atoms and particles and the sky up there would be grey as silt, even on sunny days, grey for forever, lightyears of grey. But the sky is blue. The sky is blue, for now. The sky is blue because it is filled with ghosts, and the ghosts make it blue, like light in lanterns at the sides of the bay. / When we die we are like parachutists, leaping right back up. [The Luyas' third album, Animator, will be released October 16 and I cannot wait]

Breatherholes - "From in the Grass". I am outside your house and I am knocking on your door. I am inside your parlour and I am knocking on your door. I am with you and I am knocking on your door. We are swimming in the lake, we are riding down the highway, we are playing in the tent, we are lying in the sheets, we are throwing all the plates, we are writing letters in separate lands, and I am knocking on your door. Knock knock / Who's there? [out on cassette in september / website]

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THIS WEEKEND IS SAPPYFEST HURRAY!