if you love the lady from one of my favorite bands Black Mountain, then you're in for a treat. The album doesn't come out until august but you can preview a few tracks. Some are better then others, but regardless her voice is top notch!
Lightning Dust
29 April 2009
ezell"s
this was my first time. everyone knows i don't eat meat off the bone. so i never considered it. but i was reassured that they had chicken strips and that the food was good. the only thing missing was the coleslaw and i swear i ordered a peach cobbler which i did not receive.all things true. yum. i'm in love.
and next time i'll watch my p's and q's when i'm in the hood.
26 April 2009
bones & skin
If you live inside the old graveyard
your skin and bones get kinda hard
you blame it on all of the ones who left you
If you're in the closet with a broom
why don't you sweep around the room
make little piles of all the things you don't understand
But it's in the mouth it's in the blood
it's sweet the taste this bit of love
poor skin too thick to understand
the gravity and graceful plans
in the place that's made of old relations
where some got loved some got hated
how absently you move around
how listless
how in the night the battle raged
under the blankets where we brave
at least enough to recognize the storm is just a storm
Shine the lights across the bridge
the surface you can't follow it
the glossy name the wind in fits
gets gerters bucklin' at their beds
Will i be this way when i'm dead
will I go home and go to bed
will I wake up and wonder did something happen here
The weatherman well he should know
the doctor too from down below
they call to one another cross the wild and windy night
don't forget
you've got love
you've got bravery
you've got trust
you've got bodies
responsibilities
there's still mountains that's pushin' up from underneath
you've got pain
it's not so strange but now you've had enough
don't forget your bones and skin
or where you go
or where you've been
your skin and bones get kinda hard
you blame it on all of the ones who left you
If you're in the closet with a broom
why don't you sweep around the room
make little piles of all the things you don't understand
But it's in the mouth it's in the blood
it's sweet the taste this bit of love
poor skin too thick to understand
the gravity and graceful plans
in the place that's made of old relations
where some got loved some got hated
how absently you move around
how listless
how in the night the battle raged
under the blankets where we brave
at least enough to recognize the storm is just a storm
Shine the lights across the bridge
the surface you can't follow it
the glossy name the wind in fits
gets gerters bucklin' at their beds
Will i be this way when i'm dead
will I go home and go to bed
will I wake up and wonder did something happen here
The weatherman well he should know
the doctor too from down below
they call to one another cross the wild and windy night
don't forget
you've got love
you've got bravery
you've got trust
you've got bodies
responsibilities
there's still mountains that's pushin' up from underneath
you've got pain
it's not so strange but now you've had enough
don't forget your bones and skin
or where you go
or where you've been
-mirah
afterhours?
last nights after hours was pretty decent. i had a great time. there's something strange about not going out but going to an after hours. lots of alcohol and fun. i drank way too much!
there is nothing good about sleeping on your bathroom floor.
unfortunately, no pictures to put up thanks to neko, who stole my camera and and didn't take any good pictures. thanks neko.
new egg room perhaps?
there is nothing good about sleeping on your bathroom floor.
unfortunately, no pictures to put up thanks to neko, who stole my camera and and didn't take any good pictures. thanks neko.
new egg room perhaps?
24 April 2009
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