das lied von der erde
Tired of abstraction, I went and weeded the vegetable garden yesterday, got dirt under my fingernails, felt very something or other about nature. The enormous tall plant that I have been treating as a cucumber plant has yet to produce any cucumbers; hope I'm not wrong about this. After absorbing enough sun I shut myself in the studio, hooked up the microphones, and shot the sunlight back out, like a photoluminescent animal. Those will be the official first notes of the new record. I may go ahead and try to finish the recording in the next couple of weeks. I need a break from this semester before the real punishment starts. I wander around sick, full of coffee, my head running before itself.
