I used to floss the albatross like Daddy Kane with the chain
I'm trying to jettison the ballast with the hazardous waste
The kid is comfortably numb, routine a tedious crutch
Steep in a self-imposed Stockholm and Lima in flux
Maybe an occupation popular with demons and ducks
Been digging Aesop Rock's new album, The Impossible Kid, especially the Funcrusher Plusesque "Dorks." It's got a sweet video as well.
Hit the ground running, Los Angeles, find another naive on the twist tonight
And if you're thinking that you'd like to quit, that's fine, you never wanted it anyway
Coin released a new single earlier this month, Talk Too Much, and it's pretty great but not quite as catchy as this one, from their debut album last year.
Wasting on nothing
Effortlessly, you appear
Sound of the thunder
Reverberate in your ears
This is a slow dance
This is the chance to transform
Pause for the silence
In habit, the calm of the storm
Kerri and I are (or were, depending on when you read this) well above the Atlantic Ocean right now, on our way to Barcelona. Sailing an ocean of night. This song was the primary impetus for starting The Most Important Song. Editors are so fucking cool, have been making awesome music for years. It's been cool to see how they've changed and evolved. I've talked to many who don't know them, and some who do, but only their older stuff, which I generally prefer, but, hell, if you know me, you know that I really appreciate sustained awesomeness. And run-on sentences. So, yeah, here you go, sustained awesomeness from Editors. And at least one run-on sentence. Enjoy!
