They used to drive a stake of wood through his heart in the grave. As if it wasn't broken already.

[Saturday 17th and Sunday 18th November 2018]


Boards of Canada described this tune as like your brain is starting to malfunction in the middle of the tune”. I like that idea. I don't know if things are afoot. I can't ever tell. The brain always latches on to the merest hint of possibility and invents a whole story based on a ripple in the fabric, or should that be a tear in the curtain, of the desire/reality continuum.

[Title is a quote from Episode 6 ('Hades') of 'Ulysses' by James Joyce]

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