Monday 28 September 2009
a wealth of choice in a time of poverty.
Monday 21 September 2009
i'm fresh enough.
Sunday 20 September 2009
fragmented tales, pt. 1.
"a shop in an alley led me to a frozen glass window - i looked through to see the other side and, catching the shimmer of a secret staring back, a cold realisation of a future found me. the shiver that told me so much about its importance left a stain on my skin and refused to sink in. i knew i was meant to be there, that moment, there. i shoe-gazed a while and let the wind curve around my figure, brushing over the bristling hairs that betook it all.
A noise shook me into a new frame and I gave in to the available tip-toed sight above, gazing into the shop. An establishment of cobwebs; there was darkness in all the rightly-wrong places, disguising the true nature of its custom. A few steps back and a look to the left, right and top told little else. I doubted my instincts, existence and time; I doubted my very self. why was I there?"
navel-gazing.
Saturday 19 September 2009
feel this pulse; if you come out, so will i.
...
omen in the rain, a lone walker with hurt and hood;
taken in by the overbearing clouds, spat out in the droplets.
solace in doorways not taken; unbegrudgingly trudging
footsteps painted the pavement, while a trickling-spattering flooded jeans.
when nothing nights come to something.
cough-up, in the phlegm of the night he told me he loved me.
utterings and splutterings,
in the dark,
at a dark time; when more more spun past us.
time between meanings blurr;
reasons for not
and reasons for are.
frYars came like a pen to my paper - just as ink spiders out, if its pressed long enough - frYars, has the possibility to do the same, musically. 19 year old Ben Garret has already been "Big in Japan" and now, with the album Dark Young Hearts having come out four days ago, he is re-conjuring the magic he stirred three years back with a little synth number, 'The Ides'.
frYars - Of March (y.s.i.)
The melancholic electro-pop simply spits out to his very own rhythm and rhyme. You won't be able to shy from his voice, you can tell he'd like to perform with David Byrne.
.x.