No idea what was in my head when I woke up this morning, if anything. This is rounding out the night though:
Long work weekend. Came home a little while ago - it was a nice drive in Los Angeles. Let me say that again, just to savor the feeling of typing eight words that almost never appear together:
It. Was. A. Nice. Drive. In. Los. Angeles.
Low traffic and I was able to mellow into several iterations of my favorite Godflesh song:
Drove slow, absorbing the night. Yeah, I copped a little buzz from my one hitter before hitting the street, it helped ease me into what I'd hoped, a nice, fluid drive; a near hypnagogic state. I can't go there too often these days. It conflicts with the writing. Nice to revisit it from time to time, need to try to do so once a week or so.
Playlist from yesterday:
Shrinebuilder - Eponymous
The Soft Moon - Criminal
David Bowie - Hunky Dory
David Bowie - Heroes
David Lynch - The Big Dream
Dave Brubeck - Time Out
Ghost - Infestissumam
Alabama Shakes - Sound & Color
Sade - iTunes Essentials
No card today.
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