A Notebook Full of Dry, White Pages

Feeling the lack of the blogging fire lately, so I need to jump start this. When I blogged every day in 2008, I managed to find something to say, whether it be in words, or pictures, or music. Right now, it's music, because music ALWAYS says what I want to say, in some form.

Liz and I have been working on a collaborative mix. Keeps us connected, and reflecting across the miles. I won't tell you the specific theme, and the song I'm posting today is not the most illustrative example of the theme, but once you figure out what we're saying, you'll find this choice an interesting one. Plus, any song that begins with the line, "I dreamed about killing you again last night, and it felt alright to me..." needs to have a place of honor SOMEWHERE.

Every song I post has something to say, to someone. I think this one, I'm talking to myself.

From Wilco's "Summerteeth" album, which is glorious.

Via Chicago - Wilco

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