I know I’m supposed to be writing internet style short short fiction, or stories in the form of text messages or ichat or something, but for some reason I wrote a regular ole short story recently…no clue if it’s any good, but if you’re curious, here’s a link…maybe print it out and read on the bus to work or something…
Reading this refutation of an ironic assessment of Animal Collective’s new album and internet gaga stardom, and came across this great quote:
"I have this relationship with music. There is this cold and dizzy feeling that overtakes me sometimes, when a song or a passage of a song happens to gun it to my heart. And I am addicted to this feeling–I seek it out, sludging through days upon days of music, much of it very objectively "good", for those moments capable of the cold and dizzy."
I know that feeling, though I wouldn’t describe it as cold and dizzy…more like warm and mind buggled.
And for what it’s worth, I’m finding the new Animal Collective album to be pretty great, maybe over-hyped, probably stunning live, and psychedelic as all get out. Gotta listen to it more, I think there’s patterns in there I haven’t heard yet…you can feel it from the cover:
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