A spontaneous autobiographical disclosure. A free-form slo-mo listening party. A song a day. Yours to enjoy.
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Memory of a memory
Oh hypnagogic wonderland/nightmarescape. It's almost too easy to fall lifelessly into its arms, so specific is the pull of the repeat-play-damaged Betamax quease. When sensory overload is your square one, how can adult terrors not feel a little anticlimactic.
We are not in it for the money. Songblague runs on communitarian values, love of music, and a dash of vanity. If you like what you're hearing, please purchase it from one of the remaining retailers who would like to sell it to you.
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