lizardine

condensed heat has been sending all skin into a dribbling sticky ecstatic frenzy and it takes every resource the body has to stand, to think-communicate? we've been doing quite Well i would say but it's all a bit precarious, gills fluttering in the wind, at least we're getting enough oxygen. Money is really rather tragic, especially our lack of it, and especially, Especially, this prospect of the future wherein we fight the elements every day (this heat, the subsequent cold, our lack of directed parenting (haha, not true)) only to sell this packaged commodity of ourselves.
but it's alright because there ain't nothing else to do and i'm rather attached to this world and its frivolity.
at the base of it each moment seems to be rather pleasant, or at least every other moment, and this time to be entirely fascinated by my dreams is more than i'd ever hoped for.
-adrienne

Home, is where i want to be.

Well, it's been a little while since either of us have posted, alots been going on, the end of classes and the trip back to the east. Now me and Adrienne are back in Vermont, we're staying with her parents for the rest of the month then moving in with A's friend Mindy for the summer. In the meantime we're just gonna relax and settle back into civilian life, no more papers to write, dorm rooms to while away in, or silly freshmen to deal with. A and I are gonna find some summer work and i'm gonna try to get into Concordia for winter quarter. You can expect more posts as soon as we get settled back in, providing i can get A. to use the internet and stop playing sims 2 for a few minutes.

another friday?

Olympia will always be a sunny half-world. It seems to have been created out of the mind of a deranged easterner--someone yearning for wet warmth and overgrowth, scared of the endless expanses of the midwest and so decided to erect all these stripmalls and concrete abberations.
However, I seem to be catching up. The safe serenity of smoking a pipe in this tiny messy cream-colored room, stumbling down the hall to the bathroom, which is entirely coated in the overflow of human bodies, and I wonder to myself, will there someday be a me who couldn't stand these living conditions? Will I someday be a person who can keep money in the bank, who can vaccuum twice weekly?
It's a relief to be here with Tanner. To be mesmerized by the skin on his back and to take drives along these circular western roads, but I know we both yearn for new england. How solid the trees, there, the ones that know their place and grow only so tall. Will I miss all the mid-day sunshowers?
-Adrienne

Where is A? i need my pretty bird to sit with me on this lonely branch.

Found on a little scrap of Notebook paper

Smoke rolls
around your tongue
like copper trees
on a bright
summer day
warm metal
on your
shiny scales
you frighten
the fish
away.
you frighten me
too.

-t

eat my muffinhead

I'm climbing into my father's car today and it's humid. When he's upset this cold steam rises from his shoulders and pollutes the air, but he never says anything. I ask him, "Are you unhappy?" and he says no, shrugs it off, makes small talk, until the, "well I'm a little disappointed you didn't tell me you were going away this week."
And he tells me all these things about myself and people and relationships. How there are always cracks between people and a central relationship is one part of your life, but if you spend all your time trying to pave over the cracks and make one relationship perfect you won't have time for any other parts.
I'm full of righteous indignation, as usual when someone tries to oppose my view of my future, but I can't help but think
I am just like everyone else. If I've learned anything it's that what I ever have to struggle with is the same thing billions have struggled with before me. I am effected and controlled by the same electrical impulses, by the same synapses, the same hormones as all the human race. To follow my own passions, even in relationships, perhaps it's useless. passions have been done before, right? Have they always failed unless needlessly tempered?
My father's psychology analogies have permeated my thinking. Where I used to see the searching squid tentacles of common interest/liking reaching out between people I now see cement sidewalks, broken during the thaw.
I've thrown carpets over some of the cracks in the sidewalk squares, and i'm trying to pad lightly so i don't sink in, but I've only got a little bit of cement and I'm gonna keep trying to make this one square perfect.
cause astroturf too fuckin' expensive
-adrienne, 1:45 a.m. aprox. 47 hrs until return to wa. smoked: yes. tired: no. harmless: tonight.

Ok, a few weeks ago i went and saw Deerhoof at the Eagles Club here in Olympia, and afterwords we went to eat at the Ribeye, which is like a local all night diner, and Deerhoof was there too (that's Slim Moon on the right). So i talked to them a bit, and they let me take a few pictures. I've got a crapload more if anyone wants to see them. They were amazing live. Nice people too.

Wolf thighs

Went to see Wolf Eyes last night @ Chop Suey, opening for DJ Spooky... which was kind of a strange combination... Got to spend a few hours before the show with Nate, Eric and their new guy (from Hair Police) Conley (not in the picture... that's just a friend.) Eric Olsen's pretty funny, he seemed like an old school coke fag, in the best way, and Nate just seemed like a zombie, but from what i've been told, he's usually quite congenial. Conley was a ball of energy, kind of reminded me of my uncle steve.... Either way they were all really nice guys to talk to, and i was able to get a copy of Nest Material's Album to them, and they seemed genuinly interested in giving it a listen... so Great! The show was intense, my first time seeing them, they were quite a bit different on stage than back, screaming, pumping their fists, and put on a better show than i was honnestly expecting - they kept me interested with their textures, and the pure heaviness of their crushing sound had me mesmurized - i can't say it was the best show i've seen in a while, but it was definatly one of the most interesting, and memorable experiences.

Album of the Week

Nagisa Ni Te's newest offering is this 40 minute ep Dream Sounds, which by most standards is called a full length, but concidering this Tokyo duo's propesity for long minimalist Neil Young inspired guitar passages forty minutes for four tracks is definatly an EP.
This album is the soundtrack for those first weeks of summer, before it gets too hectic with all our over ambitions summer plans, and before the heat get's to be the reason for staying indoors nursing the air conditioner... the songs are warm and inviting, hinting a certain feeling of early 70's folk, (think Neil, CSNY...) mixed with an ultra modern international aestetic and retro revisionism, a la Phoenix's first album (not there second, OC inspired asswash.) but not so much that it s(l)ickens.
On the contrary, Nagisa Ni Te are first and formost ernest and honnest with these songs. They delightfully blend jangling pop, soft strummed long burners, brief shimmering disonance and quiet clean staccato leads, with heartfelt, plain sung lyrics, into the sublime and temperate.

By the end Dream Sounds leaves us feeling like the summer may last forever, and that we may have the time we need to enjoy it, providing we press play again.