Point of disgust

moleskine by Rebecca Blair
lyrics from Point of Disgust by Low

we don’t have to go without

Without by Sampha

I see the pictures that you fake,
the darkness in your days don't change, they don’t change
what I’m saying, won't you say it
you need somebody
that comes along to say
that you are going to be ok

I'm a fever in your chest

Set my spirit free, Set my body free

I'm standing on a stage
Of fear and self-doubt
It's a hollow play
But they'll clap anyway

(...)

I'm living in an age
Whose name I don't know
Though the fear keeps me moving
Still my heart beats so slow

(...)

My body is a cage
We take what we're given
Just because you've forgotten
That don't mean you're forgiven

the light bulb swinging like a metronome

slipping away
disappear, disappear
tell nobody

Oh, how they come and go

Betty said she prayed today
For the sky to blow away
Or maybe stay
She wasn't sure.

Don't you forget about me

i won't
won't tell nobody

to go with my mood for today

Call your name two, three times in a row...

Charlotte, Charlotte, Charlotte

why do you make everything sound so good?

Love In The Sky

i think I've looped this short version of the song 40 times already. just today.

Elena Tonra i love you so

It's All Matter

We're all the same
And all so very different
Divine by design
It all intertwines
Ain't nothing new
But we always changing
Moving
Still water's soft
Yet so hard

So what is love?
What is it?
What's is love, what is it?
Cool on the outside
Hot in the middle
Cool on the outside
Hot in the middle
You ain't even gotta try
All you gotta do is realize
You ain't even gotta try
All you gotta do is realize
Eh, it's all matter

Oh one great big small thing
Like pollen in the sping breeze
A spec of dust in this vast universe
Just like a rain drop
Dropped in the sea of consciousness
It's all matter
Eh, it's all matter

i want Shields B-Sides now!

"Angelo, that's Twin Peaks"

this gives me shivers everytime. perfect.

(via)

as everything unwinds

Lose yourself in the hollow, frigid darkness of the night.

scary all over

film music in the raw, as rough and unpolished as Cassavetes' movies

No One Around to Hear It (demo) by Bo Harwood

Like the films of John Cassavetes, the music that Bo Harwood recorded is very special for reasons hard to explain. Raw, unrefined, yet holding tremendous emotional power within such simple musical structures, it beautifully complimented the unique work Cassavetes and company were creating in front of the camera.

Amberay

Am I losing control?

Am I losing my mind?
Cause this thing called time's an illusion that we all trust