Magdalena Bay
The Fillmore
2024.9.3
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who up picking their scabs
letting the nail dig in like a shovel
turned slyly just under the skin of the earth
the soil as body as code word condition
constructing
decomposing
demanding
updating
i think i would like it
even if i weren’t chasing another, dearer sound
the lilted voice and lifted pout
all angels emerge from bubble and trouble
whipped froth and dark-eyed wonder
they know the power, they twirl it like a coy strand
a slipped ribbon
a bony baton
wrapped up in high res rainbows
new model
new aspect
new network condition
unrendered
unrended
surrender
i do,
he ido
unceded
in memory
read only by the voice in your head
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FLYERS:
I updated the RACK FOCUS playlist to include the new Four Tet/Ellie Goulding collab, and to swap out one Utada song for another.
Going to Dummy at Kilowatt on Wed; I only recently learned the “Kraut rock” designation, and now I hear it all the time.
I also went to one of Angel Olsen’s solo sets this past Sunday, at the Gundlach-Bundschu winery in Sonoma. Here’s the setlist; before the show, I wondered aloud if she’d played “Heart Shaped Face,” then mistook “Give It Up” for “HSF,” then only realized my mistake when she eventually played “HSF.” It’s been a minute since I listened to MY WOMAN in full, that’s my excuse… Still not as embarrassing as mixing up “Bachelorette” for “Hunter” at Björk’s FYF set all those years ago…
The “art” for this poem is from JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Stone Ocean, which is thee first thing I thought of when I first saw the art for Imaginal Disk.
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Thanks for "listening." Stay tuned...!
🎶 xoxo Lio
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