Midnight Pub

when music is whirly and warped

~tffb

I am listening to "Lady Picture Show" by STP, as it got stuck in my head earlier, and it sounds so weird. I was listening to Gordon Lightfoot the other night, and it sounded odd - like it was more or less chords and lyrics thought of "on the spot", and then performed poorly. Like my mind/soul has become an ephemeral moment of self-amusing thought and feeling. No *direction*. No *goal*.

No heads or tails comes of this writing, either. It just is.


tffb

A whirlwind of convo I'm missing out on here.

Yea, some of this is over my head. Since a/the hiatus from writing, I just don't comprehend much anymore. Or don't wish to?

Hello, hi, good day to all

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inquiry

Huh. I'd forgotten about that video, and honestly don't even remember the song, probably because I was so enamored of "Plush" that I basically played just that endlessly whenever STP came to mind.

Ah, the blind spot also known as obsession....

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jack

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inquiry

You've some wonderful stream of reflectivity of consciousness, i.e. consciousness cajoled into necessarily inadequate word containers lining the slippery slopes of conceptuality!

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jack

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inquiry
> It's Sunday, man, a clouded day, a day of reflection
> (and perhaps some nice interaction).

It was cloudy here as well. Rain on and off.

<suddenly wonders if anyone's ever called that "switch(ed) rain">

> Maybe up Dusk's End? Need something to rest my eyes upon
> before I leave town.

Fun to see the word 'dusk' again, as once upon a time became the name of my first AIX machine, and remains my favorite time of the day.

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