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Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
dream sequence - part 17
It’s been a while since I’ve posted a dream sequence here, but it doesn’t mean that I haven’t been dreaming. Lately my dreams have been subconscious fragments, lacking a coherent narrative as such. Well-rested, I could fashion them into a chaotic tapestry of sorts, but instead I awaken startled — anything but refreshed — and the shards fall to the ground, waiting to be trampled into dust.
I digress. A few nights ago I found myself in Madrid, rushing to get to the airport. I was last in Madrid in 1976, and my dream-Madrid was nothing like it. My friend and I were dropped off at the far end of a giant field that separated us from the main terminal. He took off in a sprint, and I followed close behind. Our flight was scheduled to depart at 7:30, and we were cutting it close.
An hour and a half later, I was alone at the terminal. My laptop was missing from my backpack, and I was frantic. The terminal was a surreal concatenation of small-city commuter air outposts and high-tech travel pods. Between terminals a motorized walkway was replaced by a series of vents that allowed travelers to float above the floor toward their destination. I was not impressed.
I woke up before the dream came to a conclusion. For all I know, I’m still in Bizarro-Madrid, minus laptop, minus a flight home, floating in destinationless climate-controlled circles.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
I got to play DJ on my favorite radio station today. Specifically, I was given an hour to spin tunes on the James Dean Deathcar Experience on WMBR in Cambridge, MA. It was an absolute blast!
By popular demand, I’ve reproduced the playlist:
Public Image Limited - Public Image
Ash - Kung Fu
Beatnik Filmstars - Look Up and Be Amazed
60 Foot Dolls - Talk to Me
Moped - Global Probing
Mission of Burma - That’s How I Escaped My Certain Fate
Rob Crow - I Hate You Rob Crow
The And/Ors - Screams Nicole
Pooh Sticks - The World is Turning On
Sloan - G Turns to D
Spinanes - Sunday
Marmoset - Blooms
The Kings - This Beat Goes On / Switchin’ to Glide
Cramps - Sunglasses After Dark
Robert Pollard - Roofer’s Union Fighting Song
Luka Bloom - Delirious
Robyn Hitchcock - Uncorrected Personality Traits
Guided By Voices - Postal Blowfish
Boo Radleys - Wake Up Boo
Haywood - Button Up Buttercup
Los Straitjackets - Pacifica
Buzzcocks - Walking Distance
A podcast of the entire hour can be found right here.
Wednesday, August 04, 2010
dialogue from a dream
You: I want to see Obama with a coyote.
Me: Doesn’t everyone?
Sunday, August 01, 2010
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