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: There's always somebody downstairs
- 2: Wrote a scholar from the island that they kept from me
- 3: A lie you told to the maze I'm in
- 4: But somehow the vital connection is made
- 5: Many arms around the mast as your ship starts cracking
- 6: I do some of my best work in the British Museum
- 7: I made a deal with the devil, but I never got paid
- 8: How do you love? How do you solve the etiquette?
- 9: And I'm sorry that I forgot that binders don't go in the dryer
- 10: Trying my best to arrive
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