dAn smArt field AuxiliAry
EinstEin breathingdown YER neckK at the BEACH.

Thiss hangs-tough where we track somethings. AHHEMMMM> Are we all listeningtoTHIS?
nadia boulanger; pray for us.
Wagnerian-fog/debussian-mist; pray for us.
NewYOrk City, man; pray for us.
‘Whoiseinstein?’; pray for us.
a quick home demo, this remains sort of a cliffhangerr. who knows what’s going to happen with this one? but who knowS Anwything? right. i feel like stephen merritt had a lot to do with this. also, it kind of comes right out of the fireplace, like a magiceye. rene magritte, where have youu gone, renee>?
LucY Ship(in the bathroomsink)

a little help last night, from my dog, Lucy. “mix a little howl with the snare hits,” she said. ”okayy there, little lucy” we said. we did. here’san exAmple.
we’re proles and we’re subject to fountain pops

This week, vve Are mixing. a song cawlled ‘Shame’s Voice.’ its a slow process. and a shakey process. that’s jon. me? i’m sliightsprawled on a bed behind, because i slAmmed my foot o’that day. vwe are suffering here. but it’s s0 wrth it. go progress hearts.


