dale earnhardt jr. jr. – nothing but our love

dale earnhardt jr. jr. – nothing but our love

Well hello Mr. Festival! It’s good to have you playing in my back yard again. I am happy that the grass looks all green. I am happy that the weather… Read more…

whalers – paddle easy

whalers – paddle easy

Walking down the stairs of my place, I squint at the evening sun crawling through twisting oak trees and I am greeted by the warm Sunday summer air mashed against… Read more…

das rascist – relax

das rascist – relax

As you stand at Avenue G at Greenpoint the buckle of train tracks come to a Manhattan rattle, a squeal, and an exhausted tired hiss, doors crack pop open and… Read more…

neon indian – era extrana

neon indian – era extrana

Like walking across the cold night tile floor, feeling the crease between tiles smooth over the ridge of your foot, inching your big toe carefully forward, careful to guide you… Read more…

the rapture – in the grace of your love

the rapture – in the grace of your love

In the middle of that exhausted sweaty arched summer brow, the work of the summer day rolls past the squint of your twinkling summer eye, and balances on it’s toes… Read more…

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