||Walk Off the Earth
||"I'm the only one of me / Baby, that's the fun of me." Is this an astonishingly terrible song, or a cleverly refreshing recontextualizing of adolescent vernacular to evade jaded adult romance tropes?|
||The Animal In Me
||It kind of sounds a little like Tigger hitting puberty. So I'm leaning towards "terrible". Also the super-repetitive melody lines in the original. Bad? Nursery-rhyme trap recased as pop?|
||First to Eleven
||But maybe we're in the era of no bad songs, only bad versions.|
||"Break up with Your Girlfriend, I'm Bored"
||Or no bad anything, just things your own microcultures haven't adapted yet.|
||The Beautiful Monument
||A culture of abundance shifts the tastework from learning to tolerate what you're given to learning how to locate your obscure joys.|
||Raise your standards so you can see farther.|
||V for Volume
||Don't be an American idiot: your next favorite bands are writing songs for you in Bogotá and Manila and Tokyo.|
||"Don't Wait 'Til Tomorrow"
||The new music is happening right now.|
||Eat Your Heart Out
||Pealing guitars can unpeel the world in a single peace if we're not afraid of it spinning in our hands.|
||"In Your Face"
||I always thought "Everclear" seemed like a better name for something fizzy than something deadening.|
||Carly Rae Jepsen
||"Want You In My Room"
||Swim back in from the breakers. The world hasn't died just yet.|
||Megan Thee Stallion
||End times? We're still in beginning times.|
||Dozakh: All Lovers Hell
||This apocalypse will be our next origin story.|
||"Nobody Ever Wonders"
||This will be how we became unlike the dinosaurs,|
||BATTEN SHOWJO TAI
||"Killer Killer Smile"
||better than helpless and brutal,|
||The Ocean Cure
||how we learned to turn destruction against entropy,|
||"Blood Moon Fever"
||how we clove strength from barbarism,|
||"Kiss the Ring"
||how we externalized defiance as a shared response to adversity instead of nihilist/narcissist infighting.|
||"Fly With Me"
||This is how we escape from the forces we inherited.|
||Degrees of Truth
||"The Void Within"
||Our triumphs over airlessness are seeded by our willingness to release our own gnawing emptinesses,|
||"Ghost in the Woods"
||The Solace of Ancient Earth
||to share them as curious obelisks instead of hollow hearts,|
||"It's Always Dark Before the Dawn"
||to believe inane excuses for hope|
||and comic-book stories of who we have been.|
||"Grace Under Pressure"
||Other things could have killed us.|
||"Only Gods Can Judge Me"
||Survivor bias is an enemy of understanding, but a friend of survival.|
||The falling stars are a perspective effect of our rise;|
||this is obviously idiotic and false and dangerous,|
||"Verdaut in klaffenden Mäulern"
||Lebe Dich Leer
||but the passageways that lead to truth are most densely packed in the oldest cities accreted of reverent paradoxes and centuries of earnestly incompatible delusions.|
||Where our own mortality paralyzes us,|
||This Gift Is A Curse
||"Monuments for Dead Gods"
||the mortality of our gods will restore to us our will.|
||Full Of Hell
||Fear is a nutrient, but you have to chew it properly.|
||"I'm the only one of me" is an explication of terror.|
||Short Life +1
||No other blood can replace yours, and thus the smallest wound will begin your collapse.|
||Cvlt Ov the Svn
||We are each other's storms,|
||"From Beyond the Grave"
||and only truly united in non-existence.|
||"Love Like Blood"
||Love Like Blood Ep 3
||And yet, we dream of promised lands and fields, and they are different fields every time.|
||Keep Shelly In Athens
||Sunny Day 5
||We go where the streets have no names, and we name them.|
||Failure is Inevitable
||We will name ironic streets on the moon,|
||Kami-sama, I have noticed
||labrynthine arcology corridors lined with alternating stalls of kamaboko and taikayi,|
||traditionalist boulevards in manufactured towns,|
||"Nights Wave Comes"
||streets created by the pathways of artificial lights through darkness,|
||BOYS END SWING GIRL
||dreams of vertigo brought down to our surfaces,|
||ASIAN KUNG-FU GENERATION
||Dororo / Liberated Zone 2
||of days with enough time to listen to each other sing about everything and nothing|
||until we can hear how nothing is ever actually about nothing or everthing.|
||You declare your own state,|
||and the implications of its technocracies,|
||and then you become its humanity.|
||"Lying in State"
||Machines are your memory and your memorials,|
||your present unravelling and its history and grace,|
||Requiem for Recycled Earth
||the way you begin again with an inertial soul,|
||the way you coalesce out of vapor.|
||"The Hermit King"
||You cannot exempt yourself from court intrigue|
||or the exercise of authority,|
||but you can try to trace their origins|
||La bales de canon
||to whatever it was we once dreamed and have long since achieved.|
||"Hush the Storms Away"
||Half the things you fear belong to an ancient past we no longer inhabit or obey,|
||Cornerstone Worship LIVE
||"Nothing Is Impossible (Live) [feat. Jeremie Payne]"
||half to a future we long ago stopped needing.|
||"Otros Nombres Pasarán"
||Otros Nombres Pasaran 3
||We have mastered prayer, and are afraid to relinquish our masteries,|
||"Angels from the Realms"
||but this is a moment for new myths, fragile and unproven.|
||"Pink & Blue"
||Pink & Blue +1
||This is when we take apart the pieces of all the shiny things we have learned to make without effort or belief,|
||and allow ourselves to have new difficult yearning ideas about what they will become.|