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공중도둑 (Mid-Air Thief)
It’s been a while since I’ve been so magicked out by an album.
I’ve never fallen out of love.
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I’ve been taking melatonin to sleep. The experiment isn’t going well. I wake up with my eyes shocking out of their sockets at dawn.
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Marika Hackman
Really excellent tunes for if, a darker and smarter Frankie Cosmos or Waxahatchee.
Lately, I keep dreaming in green. The landscapes I used to know are transformed and uncanny. I’m wrapped in valleys between words and my tongue is like sandpaper. I am drinking water and I am experienced.
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Downer
I don’t know where the moon is lately, but it’s not in my sign.
---Solo project of Colins ‘Bear’ Regisford of Kids and Mannequin Pussy---
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DiCaprio
We live in a time where 'Thong Song' is nostalgic. This isn’t that.
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Du Vide
Last week I was lucky to cross a bridge and I never had before. I’ve always been afraid of heights. The city looked nice from the center and I had a good hand.
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Nightmom
Something from a long time back, when springs happened and summer felt like it started in April and ended in December.
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Thin Hymns
They started opening the windows at work and all I can think about is windowsill pie. I think I could cool a pie in my mothers arms and she’d make a guilt about the whole thing.
I think these sounds are nice enough to put in the pie.
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Mommy Long Legs
Like eating an apple and spitting it out on a suit.
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Fox Academy
This is really sweet stuff if you’re missing some ‘soundslike’ bands.
I fantasize about coastlines. I call myself a queen. I wrap the sound around my fingers and cut them accidentally with dull knives, grating. I tell myself I’ll make better breakfasts, but I call myself the queen.
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Holy Youth
This is like that lamplight. You come out of the doctors cos nothing is wrong with you. You come out of the doctors and you go to the birthing house. You burn your fingers on left too long cigarettes. You laugh and tumble into a snare. You leave before you become shit. You leave the lamp on for someone else.
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Spirit of the Beehive
Featured here before, now again.
All I can say, Jesus Fucking Christ.
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