Awake At Midnight, Asleep At Noon
by Dan
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Josephine Foster - "I love you & the Springtime Blues"

He always smelled like dried soup when he came in from outside. He would kick off one boot normally, and then flip the other one off against the wall, like an 8-year-old. And if it was wet outside, a little line of brown water would fling off the toe in a circle, or off the laces. He would take off his hat and run his fingers through his hair, and hang his hat on the hook before his jacket, so his jacket would cover the hat. He would smile, which I one day saw for the first time, realising he didn't have to smile, so I appreciated that.

He gets really jealous of me, but gets all quiet instead of speaking out. I knew when he used to show up to kiss me, he used to kiss me for hours at a time, sometimes while we were walking around or between the aisles at a general store or behind my step-mother's, and he would look down at the ground and frown, that he had seen something that he misunderstood. "What is it?" "You know." And I'd have to guess, going back through all the moments in the last day when I had talked to another boy, or looked happy with anyone else. It was tiring, but when I guessed it right, I always knew because he would look up at me, desperately, and I would tell him I only had fun when he was around. He would act like nothing had happened and he'd skip and pull my hand down the road in the sun.

He never knew I existed when he was a little boy. He would scream and run around with other boys, and I would stand there, holding a flower or a mud cake, ready to have fun too, always turning to face whatever direction they were in, but never moving from my one spot. I saw him once get beaten badly by a teacher. Another kid watched it happen, and I suppose I did too, but I hit that other kid for snooping, and when he got free from the teacher, I could tell he was crying, but spoke so clearly like nothing was wrong, "Oh, my, seems there was quite a misunderstanding." And I thought, yes, forever, what a grown-up. [Buy]

Handsome Furs - "Evangeline"

I've started smoking my pencil stubs, snorting my hand sanitizer, shooting up my compost, and freebasing my wallet. I'm selling my collected works in a single bound volume, called "It Ends In A Tie", and I'm moving the fuck out of here. Nothing can grow when it's stuck in the same place. You don't see it, but even the trees in the forest take a step to the left every so often.

We have a drawing set up with Insound this week. You can go there, sign up for their mailing list, and get put in a drawing to win a digital version of the new Handsome Furs album Face Control and a t-shirt. It's Gramophone-specific, so you do have a chance of winning.

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Posted by Dan at February 13, 2009 9:26 AM
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