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November 18, 2006
All My Bones, They Are Gone, Gone Gone
The first and quite likely only thing I did this Tuesday past was go buy Ys, the new record from Joanna Newsom. I played it while driving home, and approximately thirteen minutes into the fourth track, I was met with such a rush of unfettered aural beauty that I drove my car into a tree.
Which is to say, safe at home, figurative flowering tree and car left far behind and having listened to it quite a few times in the days since that ecstatically imaginary physical harmonization, I really love this record.
Posted by David Lowery at November 18, 2006 12:22 AM
Comments
You *are* joking???
Posted by: Maya at November 18, 2006 1:15 AM
I second that; I hope the crash was an allegory.
Posted by: Karsten at November 18, 2006 1:53 AM
Yes, yes, very allegorical! Some expansion is necessary...
Posted by: Ghostboy at November 18, 2006 2:00 AM
jeez, david...don't scare us like that!.....
i thought you hit it, too!
Posted by: frank at November 18, 2006 12:42 PM