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Rural Ohio, January 2024.
CDs are obsolete because the sound quality sucks
yeah sucks me good and hard through my jorts
David Lynch + the road at night
Blue Velvet (1986) Wild at Heart (1990) Lost Highway (1997) Mulholland Drive (2001) Twin Peaks: The Return (2017)
このまま歩いてゆこう
i think ptolomaea by ethel cain is one of the most brilliantly crafted songs i’ve ever listened to.
the way it opens with this distorted deeper voice (isaiah) and you hear the sound of flies buzzing in the background underneath the voice, thats such a cool detail. and while isaiah is singing, you hear ethel incoherently mumble (you literally hear her say “mama?” its so 😭😭) as she’s waking up from the drugs. when we finally hear her voice, it’s high pitched, raw, and vulnerable. because of how vulnerable of a situation she is in, but she doesn’t realize it yet because of the drugs she’s on. so this whole beginning is echoey and it captures the whole aloneness she’s feeling.
and then we get a beat drop at “even the iron still fears the rot,” where the instrumentals are a little heavier, her voice is still high and raw but there’s a sense of knowing in it. (“hiding from something, i cannot stop. walking on shadows, i cant lead him back”) as her hallucinations and the drugs start to wear off, she’s facing this darkness that’s been eating away at her with “daddy’s left and mama won’t come home,” which is something she rarely comes to terms with.
then we get that dark distorted voice again saying “you poor thing, sweet morning lamb. there’s nothing you can do, it’s already been done,” which is incredibly terrifying. not to mention that deafening crash of the drums, god the way those drums thunder so intensely like you can feel the dread in your bones. and then we hear ethel’s voice again saying “what fear a man like you brings upon a woman like me? please dont look at me..” which refers to when isaiah tells her to “show me your face,” during that line. and she’s pleading for him to stop looking at him, you can’t hear it because it’s in the background but he says “come here,” and right after you hear ethel say “i can see it in your eyes, tell me, what have you done?” which then goes into a sea of begs and pleas for him to “stop, stop” until the final “stop” is not sung, but instead a bone chilling shrill shriek. which is cut off by “i am the face of love’s rage.” and if you listen to the acapella, during “i am the face of love’s rage,” right underneath that main vocal, you hear a second high pitched scream, you hear bundles “no’s” and even a “no! please!” which i think ties the story really well together.
in the acapella, while “blessed be the daughters of cain,” is being read out, you can hear the gargling and choking noises as ethel is struggling to breathe and as she’s literally dying its really sickening but so well executed from an artist perspective. and then at the very very end, you hear a death rattle like that is INSANE
i love ptolomaea, i love how the instrumentals create such a unique atmosphere that makes it as terrifying as it sounds and how hayden uses her voice in different ways to tell the story effectively. and it works, it all works.
ptolomaea is the best song on preacher’s daughter thank you for coming to my ted talk
my green grey little state
in my dreams i see him so clearly, watching me.
i can feel his skin, as if it were my own.
Pine River, Wisconsin
built in 1860
places ill never go again
I will claw my way back to the Great Dark and we will not speak of this place again
"I don't wanna bother you"
Have you considered that this is how your presence feels?
Deerpilled in the sense that i should be shot
I keep remembering a run of Hamlet I saw a few years ago, where the Ghost was costumed in full plate armour which was very noisy, and instead of muffling it, they had him crash across the stage, stomping so the whole set rattled, and he said all of his lines in a bellow, like he was furious with Hamlet.
And the thing that made it absolutely terrifying was that Hamlet was the only one who reacted. He was cowering, and covering his ears with both hands, and yelling to be heard over the noise.
And no one else seemed to know why he was doing that. The other actors didn't even raise their voices.
That's scary, something so loud and painful, and REAL, and the people around you don't even notice it, and think that you're the crazy one.
Humming echoes and fluorescent buzz
I wish I could be more happy in my own private world
Claudia Keep, ‘Morning Swim’, 2022 Oil on masonite panel, 12 x 10” in.
Klaudija Visockyte on flickr
Outlines of two alligators that slept through the rain.
have always loved this house that sits right on a four way intersection, some very rightfully stubborn owners
03.01-24
I really like all of these. This light blue feels like magic.
- Vivera Rossi
Photo I took hotboxing my car.
performance
"you faced the monsters of the deep and they turned out to be angels." - Craig Foster, Underwater Wild
A short comic I made about my experiences as a seasonal worker, and the way places change you.
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