I have had a worsening headache all day to the point where I actually wound up lying with my hat over my eyes in a lighted room, but I deeply appreciate being informed by
ashlyme of the existence of Plinth's Music for Smalls Lighthouse (2013) and by
spatch of Gavin Bryars' The Sinking of the Titanic (1990), the liner notes for the latter incidentally being how I learned that Marconi believed in residual haunting. If my head is going to feel like crush depth, I can at least have a suitable soundtrack.
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- 1: Open up your mouth, but the melody is broken
- 2: Is your heart hiding from your fire?
- 3: Everybody knows the world's gone wrong
- 4: The dusty light, the final hour
- 5: Reading your mind is like foreign TV
- 6: When you turn a solemn promise to a blatant lie
- 7: If one year's backā on my shoulder
- 8: Me, I'm a rotten audience before I've had my coffee
- 9: I'm not on my own
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