Three days to Halloween, and the season already feels like its own castoff skin: the air had that arid tin taste when I left the house this morning, the leaves are draggled yellow and lusterless as old blood under grey ledges of cloud; the sky brightens in patches like eighteenth-century oils, without the same impression of warmth. Evidently it is time to break out the sweaters.
In honor of personae, masks and faces, I offer a selection of character songs. There are a lot of these on my computer. In some cases, picking a single representative was well-nigh impossible, never mind all the polymorphous artists who didn't even make it onto this playlist. The problem with putting together these mixes is they always make me think of more.
( I'll take you down where the train tracks go. )
In honor of personae, masks and faces, I offer a selection of character songs. There are a lot of these on my computer. In some cases, picking a single representative was well-nigh impossible, never mind all the polymorphous artists who didn't even make it onto this playlist. The problem with putting together these mixes is they always make me think of more.
( I'll take you down where the train tracks go. )
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