Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Platitudes and Plutocrats: Hanging upside down inside of a pop song

Platitudes and Plutocrats: Hanging upside down inside of a pop song:

"I listen to the Silver Jews and go, oooh, ah, someone jabs a fork in my guts and unzips the front of my skull. I listen to Daniel Johnston and fall over my typewriter into a dried up well. I listen to my old albums and am transplanted in time and space. Bob Dylan to a friend's bedroom at fourteen."

Shame this guy is not in Houston.

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