missing

some things i miss about england:


countryside. i never noticed the countryside before; the blue remembered hills and hedges that line the motorways and A roads. it's really nice.

weather. changeable weather is quite exciting. it always gives you something to talk about.

people. i took the tube back to heathrow. as i looked at the people i realised for the first time how beautiful they all were. not that anyone looked back at me. it must be the fumes.


some things i don't miss about england:


small towns. i've done the dance a thousand times. they look at me. they mumble a comment to their friend. they laugh. they look at me again. they laugh once again.

tv. it's a lot worse than i remember it. i kept thinking i was watching a continuous show about antiques, children and food.

weather. why does it rain on sunny days?


5 songs i dig

from him.

1. mr. november - the national. the drums starts you running at full pelt. you are running through a field of tall grass on a sunny day. it's one of those green and golden days; one of those days where your young blood is coursing through your body and the future is as wide as the hills. you are running fast, but you don't feel tired. the song builds and then you find the field is on a slope and you feet are moving faster that ever before; moving so fast that you feel you might fall down if you tried to stop. you heart is beating. each step feels like a leap as you smile. the sun is lowering. then you reach a straight again and you slow down. you consider stopping and as you do you realise you are on the verge of another slope. your body takes you down. the wind rushes past your ears. your chest wants to explode. you try to stop, but you can't avoid the inevitable. the sun starts to set and the sky turns brilliant orange. you keep running; and suddenly you run beyond our view.

2. welhorn yards - richmond fontaine. this is the other song on the uncut cd. this song feels like waking up in a mysterious place after a night on the tiles. it begins as you open your eyes and you look around were you slept last night. it's somewhere you've never been before. someone starts talking to you and you can't remember if he's a friend or not. it's morning among the broken bricks and rubble. you are still tired and hungover, but all you can't think beyond your last drink. the song ends as you start speaking.

3. isis - bob dylan. i saw him perform this live on dvd during his rolling thunder tour. he must have been about 30 at the time. it's the first time i've seen moving pictures of him at that age. i saw his "robin egg" blue eyes, as joan baez calls them. i don't think dylan is a god. he is the tube that attaches my brain to the divine. he's a mixture of prayer and meditation and i am an addict.

4. don't phunk with my heart - black eyed peas. i can't resist songs with hooks and some female vocals. the hooks bury themselves into my flesh and eat me. it's like love.

5. hollerback girl - gwen stefani. see above.


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