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Rosie & the Originals - Angel Baby, 1960

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Santo & Johnny, Sleep Walk, 1959
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So it begins... Dandruff all up in my hair
)))DREAMS))))ā¦BLā²CK ā CEILINGā¦

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I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us. If the book weāre reading doesnāt wake us up with a blow on the head, what are we reading it for? So that it will make us happy, as you write? Good Lord, we would be happy precisely if we had no books, and the kind of books that make us happy are the kind we could write ourselves if we had to. But we need the books that affect us like a disaster, that grieve us deeply, like the death of someone we loved more than ourselves, like being banished into forests far from everyone, like a suicide. A book must be the axe for the frozen sea inside us. That is my belief.
Franz Kafka
A Lover Once Can No Longer Now Be A Friend - Panda Bear
ā«āŖā« Whatās happened to my voice? Whatās happened to my voice? I opened my mouth, but I canāt make a sound Whatās happened to my face? Whatās happened to my face? Even my eyes donāt recognize me Whatās happened to my eyes? Whatās happened to my eyes? Whatās happened to my eyes? I canāt see anymore Na na na⦠ā«āŖā«
Daniel Johnston {{{ Some Things Last A Long Time }}} 1990
ā«āŖā« Your pictureĀ Is stillĀ On my wallĀ On my wallĀ The colors are brightĀ Bright as everĀ The red is strongĀ The blue is trueĀ Some things last a long timeĀ Some things last a long timeĀ Your pictureĀ Is stillĀ On my wallĀ On my wallĀ I thinkĀ About youĀ OftenĀ OftenĀ I can't forget all the things we didĀ Some things last a long timeĀ Some things last a long timeĀ It's funnyĀ But it's trueĀ And it's trueĀ But it's not funnyĀ Time comes and goesĀ All the whileĀ I still think of youĀ Some things last a long timeĀ Your pictureĀ Is stillĀ On my wallĀ On my wallĀ The colorsĀ Are brightĀ BrightĀ As everĀ Things that we didĀ All we forgetĀ Some things last a life timeĀ Some things last a life time ā«āŖā«
Elliott Smith - Theyāll Never Take Her Love From Me {{((cover))}}
ā«āŖā« If the sun should set tonight on all my hopes and caresĀ There is one whose smiling face the gods would seeĀ Because she'll walk along beside me up the golden stairsĀ They'll never, never take her love from meĀ What a fool I was to go break the trust she gaveĀ And to see her love turn into sympathy It's the one regret I'll carry with me to my graveĀ They'll never, ever take her love from me I'm so thankful for each golden hour of happinessĀ That we shared together in the used to beĀ Even though another holds her now in fond caressĀ But they'll never, never take her love from me I thought I'd make her happy if I stepped asideĀ But I knew her love would never set me freeĀ And even on the morning she became anotherās brideĀ I said they'll never, never take her love from me ā«āŖā«
Beck {{{ Guess Iām Doing Fine }}} Sea Change
ā«āŖā« Thereās a blue bird at my window I canāt hear the songs he sings All the jewels in heaven They donāt look the same to me
I just wade the tides that turned Till I learn to leave the past behind
Itās only lies that Iām living Itās only tears that Iām crying Itās only you that Iām losing Guess Iām doing fine
All the battlements are empty And the moon is laying low Yellow roses in the graveyard Got no time to watch them grow
Now I bade a friend farewell I can do whatever pleases me
Itās only lies that Iām living Itās only tears that Iām crying Itās only you that Iām losing Guess Iām doing fine
Press my face up to the window To see how warm it is inside See the things that Iāve been missing Missing all this time
Itās only lies that Iām living Itās only tears that Iām crying Itās only you that Iām losing Guess Iām doing fine ā«āŖā«

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Arcade Fire {{{ Crown of Love }}} Funeral
ā«āŖā« They say it fades if you let it, Love was made to forget it. I carved your name across my eyelids, You pray for rain I pray for blindness.
If you still want me, please forgive me, The crown of love has fallen from me. If you still want me, please forgive me, Because the spark is not within me.
I snuffed it out before my mom walked in my bedroom.
The only thing that you keep changinā Is your name, my love keeps growinā Still the same, just like a cancer, And you wonāt give me a straight answer!
If you still want me, please forgive me, The crown of love has fallen from me. If you still want me please forgive me Because your hands are not upon me.
I shrugged them off before my mom walked in my bedroom.
The pains of love, and they keep growinā, In my heart thereās flowers growinā On the grave of our old love, Since you gave me a straight answer.
If you still want me, please forgive me, The crown of love is not upon me If you still want me, please forgive me, Cause this crown is not within me. Itās not within me, itās not within me.
You gotta be the one, You gotta be the way, Your name is the only word that I can say
You gotta be the one, You gotta be the way, Your name is the only word, The only word that I can say! ā«āŖā«
Neutral Milk Hotel {{{ jeffmangum }}} In the Aeroplane Over the Sea
ā«āŖā« What a beautiful faceĀ I have found in this place That is circling all round the sun What a beautiful dream That could flash on the screen In a blink of an eye and be gone from me Soft and sweet Let me hold it close and keep it here with me And one day we will die And our ashes will fly from the aeroplane over the sea But for now we are young Let us lay in the sunĀ And count every beautiful thing we can see Love to beĀ In the arms of all I'm keeping here with me What a curious life we have found here tonight There is music that sounds from the streetĀ There are lights in the clouds Anna's ghost all aroundĀ Hear her voice as it's rolling and ringing through me Soft and sweet How the notes all bend and reach above the treesĀ Now how I remember youĀ How I would push my fingers through Your mouth to make those muscles move That made your voice so smooth and sweet And now we keep where we don't know All secrets sleep in winter clothes With one you loved so long ago Now we don't even know his nameĀ What a beautiful face I have found in this placeĀ That is circling all round the sun And when we meet on a cloud I'll be laughing out loud I'll be laughing with everyone I see Can't believe how strange it is to be anything at all ā«āŖā«
Good Morning Lichenā¦
Aphex Twin - Lichen Selected Ambient Works Vol. II (1994)
True Romance (1993) Dir. Tony Scott
Daniel Johnston - The Story of an Artist
Listen up and I'll tell a story About an artist growing old Some would try for fame and glory Others aren't so bold Everyone, and friends and family Saying, "Hey! Get a job!" "Why do you only do that only? Why are you so odd? We don't really like what you do. We don't think anyone ever will. It's a problem that you have, And this problem's made you ill." Listen up and I'll tell a story About an artist growing old Some would try for fame and glory Others aren't so bold The artist walks alone Someone says behind his back, "He's got his gall to call himself that! He doesn't even know where he's at!" The artist walks among the flowers Appreciating the sun He does this all his waking hours But is it really so wrong? They sit in front of their TV Saying, "Hey! This is fun!" And they laugh at the artist Saying, "He doesn't know how to have fun." The best things in life are truly free Singing birds and laughing bees "You've got me wrong", says he. "The sun don't shine in your TV" Listen up and I'll tell a story About an artist growing old Some would try for fame and glory Others aren't so bold Everyone, and friends and family Saying, "Hey! Get a job!" "Why do you only do that only? Why are you so odd? We don't really like what you do. We don't think anyone ever will. It's a problem that you have, And this problem's made you ill." Listen up and I'll tell a story About an artist growing old Some would try for fame and glory Others just like to watch the world.

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