“…music, the art most conductive to unspoken fellowship, …”
from the Afterword of Gaddis book Agapē Agape.
A brand new young friend, with the most impressive musical taste, shared a song from this album with me. The entire album is just so good! That bit of magical southern goth, fun, a bit unconventional, and oh well, so so good!
Another favorite album of this summer:
Of Cixin Liu’s El Problema de los Tres Cuerpos
en español
y de turntable
y de música nueva (gracias amigos)
y de Domingo por la noche
y Pink Floyd
I always thought I didn't mind
Being a secondary character
in the novel of my own life
Not much spotlight needed
I declared
but this solitude the no cats
no family, just a few old
and yet not so solid new friends
the books the life the music
but then
fortuna locks me in this country
when a chance of family encounter came
I am trapped behind the country's walls & fence
I will miss my little 1/2 sister and her baby
Friends coming later
but what's with this heart pang, anyway?
walked in front of a mirror
didn't see my own reflection
where was I going?
lost myself some more
lost in disappointment
or was it frustration?
sure, lost in translation
walked walked around
looked looked around
still no reflection
Not all melodies are great
Just like not all life stories end well
But tonight, all songs are lovely
And that little hollow pain turned into warmth
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| My little teacup |
