That’s one memory I choose to carry :: songs and poetry

Keep Art Alive :: Art by Joshua Petker Fade (by me) My memories are scattered transparent elusive misplaced misshapen I do not identify clearly with memory My eyes cloud over blur the way things were and the ages shift the time circles comes back again and blends It is more a haze of smells songs and sounds images faces words I try to piece them together string them up like Christmas lights so I might sit beneath them bask in the light make out why it matters who I was then not that I would ever want to go back … Continue reading That’s one memory I choose to carry :: songs and poetry

It speaks of dreams and heartaches :: Under the covers

200 More Miles (live) :: Ryan Adams, Natalie Merchant, Vic Chestnutt and Cowboy Junkies “Atlanta’s a distant memory, Montgomery a recent birth, and Tulsa burns on the desert floor, like a signal fire. I got Willie on the radio, a dozen things on my mind, and number one is fleshing out, these dreams of mine.” I was born with the soul of a gypsy, passed on by my Grandfather before me, and who knows who else that wandered soulfully, and restlessly, before him. My dreams are filled with movement, fluid and changeable, with winding roads and endless bodies of water … Continue reading It speaks of dreams and heartaches :: Under the covers

Nobody said it was easy :: song of the day

Keep Art Alive :: Film screenshot from Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind :: A film by Michel Gondry This is it, Joel. it’s going to be gone soon.” ~ Clementine “I know.” ~ Joel “What do we do?” ~ Clementine “Enjoy it.” ~ Joel At the start of something between two people, the kind of start that may, or may not, turn into something more, there is a bit of undefined magic around. It is all chemistry and emotions, the air thick with possibility, curiosity, and desire. There are all these unanswered questions, this clean slate between, and the buzz of tension dancing across … Continue reading Nobody said it was easy :: song of the day

I got a story to tell :: Two-tune Saturday

“At the times before that well, I was crazy. I saw the dark side of the moon, and the stars in the sky they never caught my eye. ‘Cause I ain’t never had nobody like you.”   Never Had Nobody Like You :: M. Ward, featuring Zooey Deschanel When you decide to let yourself truly fall, and to embrace something that is good for you, and that you truly want, the world looks completely different. You are still you, you are still in your life, the world is still spinning around in the same way it was the day prior, … Continue reading I got a story to tell :: Two-tune Saturday

I thought I tasted of too many cigarettes :: song of the day

Keep Art Alive :: “Haunted” :: Art by Joao Ruas “You’re not supposed to be here at all, it’s all been a gorgeous mistake; sick one or clean one, the best one, that god ever made.” A coin-operated photo booth look on your face, and that Cheshire Cat grin that you had perfected so well, even at such a young age; well, darling, I should have known better. You came to my door at way too late an hour to be mistaken as just a friend, a stack of photographs and a mixed tape in hand saying you were “just … Continue reading I thought I tasted of too many cigarettes :: song of the day

After Shocks and Angel Wings :: A Playlist

After Shocks and Angel Wings :: A Playlist in the Key of “A” Listen here at Spotify Anything But You :: The Moldy Peaches Achin’ to Be :: The Replacements All Apologies (live) :: Nirvana Ain’t No Sunshine :: Bill Withers Ache For You :: Ben Lee Angeles :: Elliott Smith The Angels Hung Around :: Rilo Kiley Alive :: Pearl Jam Army of Me :: Bjork Atlantic City :: Bruce Springsteen Avalanche :: Ryan Adams All My Life :: Foo Fighters Answering Machine :: Common Rotation Angel Mine :: Cowboy Junkies Add it Up :: Violent Femmes All These … Continue reading After Shocks and Angel Wings :: A Playlist

You can’t remember :: songs and prose

Keep Art Alive :: Art by Joshua Petker “You spent half of your life trying to fall behind. You’re using your headphones to drown out your mind. It was so easy, and the words so sweet; You can’t remember, you try to move your feet.” The alarm goes off, jarring you awake, the cold air permeating the room and making it near impossible for you to want to arise. The sun is still asleep, and everyone else in the house, as well. For a moment you cannot remember where you are, who you are, what you are. The haze of a … Continue reading You can’t remember :: songs and prose

It moves like a Summer breeze :: songs and prose

Pen pressed to paper as she writes the other side of what happened, the words not sung, but remembered. Faded photographic images with criss-crossed marks at the sides. Once upon a time they danced on rooftops, and once upon a time they still believed. There is old poetry locked in strong boxes, hope chests some would call them; moth ball heavy and nearly forgotten. In the late afternoons she turns each page over in her well-worn hands, too far in the past to bring tears now, though she misses them, her tears. Now she even misses the pain of loving … Continue reading It moves like a Summer breeze :: songs and prose