Twist and turn my aching soul

Feel It Now (live) :: Black Rebel Motorcycle club
originally from the album, Howl Sessions, Volume 1 (2006)

“And all my sorrows awaken,
and all my fear’s run down.
I turn myself into an angel.
I run myself into the ground.” Continue reading Twist and turn my aching soul

I don’t know how to be freed from :: SOTD

Keep Art Alive :: Art by Charles Malinsky “When all you’ll ever dream, lifts you up too high, as all your expectations leave a hole inside.” She dreamed too big, he would tell her, causing a steep precipice of expectation that every lover had fatally fallen from. She loved too big, as well, her heart a cavernous wasteland of terrain that she would fill up with whomever she chose to be her one. He worked his dark magic on shrinking her down to a workable size, reigning her imagination in, corralling it into a small, fenced in pen. He made … Continue reading I don’t know how to be freed from :: SOTD

Black Rebel Motorcycle Club :: Specter at the Feast :: New Music Review

Black Rebel Motorcycle Club :: Specter at the Feast Sometimes music makes me feel completely inebriated, a state of mind not too far off from being under the influence, a feeling that I have coined in the past as being “music drunk“. I find myself sinking deep within myself, while at the same time a sensation of weightlessness takes over, often to the point that I feel I could just up and float away. I feel lost in the sounds, in the songs, and in the movements of notes and keys, instruments and melodies. It is a glorious feeling, blissful … Continue reading Black Rebel Motorcycle Club :: Specter at the Feast :: New Music Review