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: If I'm hoping, then I'm hoping for the frost
- 2: There's nothing here but echoes
- 3: There's no boat to take me where all the stars go to cross the water
- 4: Once you know it's a dream, it can't hurt
- 5: All the ghosts, some old, some new
- 6: The wind is blowing the planes around
- 7: Let the lights run like rivers all over my skin
- 8: I am bound to these shores, I'll be bound till the end
- 9: Wish everyone could hear when she sings
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