i sang out
for the walls
looked beatable
close up
the thought of
taking a crowbar
to the cracks i saw there
pacified

i sang out
for the walls
looked beatable
close up
the thought of
taking a crowbar
to the cracks i saw there
pacified

from curtain to keyhole
a single note moves from
show to show in search of its role
no matter the size of the ending in sight
chase the most promising light

off an early smell, curbside,
comes afternoon
a sidewalk of wet paper
and straw
endless noses craning up

practice was the word
i used to separate
the land from the sea
the first to look back
was the first to think escape
the two outcomes merge
when you check the tape

Unless you’ve been living under a rock, you’re fully aware that the new La Sudar album, The Debussy Loops, is available to stream and download now. Some call it post-drone. Some call it space elevator music. We don’t know. We’re glad it’s finished. So for the next couple of weeks, while we bask in the post-release glow, we’re going to shift the spotlight over to some of the artists we’ve discovered on Bandcamp this year.
This Week: We ran out of time to do a full review this week but wanted to pass along two albums we came across during a rain soaked walk in the park on Thursday. If you find yourself alone in the rain, and in need of some ambient music to soundscape the time spent in it, we recommend these two albums:
Drawings from Imagined Cities
by Andrew Heath
Landscape Architecture
by CV & JAB
Big Congratulations to JOHN PAVLOU, the winner of the most recent Songwriting Prompt Contest! We’ll be featuring his song “Undo” in a column in the near future, so watch this space. In the meantime make sure you GET ON THE MAILING LIST so you don’t miss the next one!!

off my shoulder
a figure moves across
the shutter door
a better view emerges
under the glass

the fire that burns through this
expression is now
seasonal,
sorry to say
learn to be less haunted

a house of blueprints
with eraser eyes, adjusting
to tiny movements in the earth’s crust
borrows a slick pen and
draws a pull
from the workers in the field,
using blindfolds as headbands,
bent over the endless work
that comes with surrender to the flow

no railings in heaven
says the fine print on the
waiver
it seems reasonable when
faced with the alternative
a brick staircase and
heavy rains
a concrete tie trail
and chains
