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Andrew Bird – Dear Dirty

Dear Dirty, Fingerlings 3

This song has been stuck in my head for awhile and i tried collaging a film together of some old slo-motion footage of light and perception science videos but this hunk of junk won’t be having it. It looked so good too. Once i upgrade from this dinosaur computer i will see this dream realised.

Storm conjuring music.

it should be noted this song was recorded one night, alone in the barn, one take.

it should also be noted i vibrate at these frequencies, this man does it to me.

4:04 is the exact frequency of my heart.

sounds of the spirit

THE ONE MAN BESIDES MY FATHER THAT COULD BRING ME TO SUCH LIFE.

i can’t tell what i’ve posted twice because i’ve been listening to the same things over and over again and every time feels like the first gutwrenchingly beautiful time. never (heart)broken. only (self)healing. and forward we flow.

take courage, you’re not alone

weepy sleepy and a new woman

but really i had wet eyes the whole time

i’ve been ripped apart.

instant portals

i am looking forward to all of this and more.

time strips the gears till you forget what they were for…

the amount of times i’ve rocked out to this i cannot count.

okay so in the spirit of seeing his beautiful spirit tonight i am going to post some of my favorite songs. this was the first album i ever heard of his, introduced by my earth science teacher in high school (mr dickinson you’re the coolest dude ever thank you for burning me this cd!!!) it was almost like, for the first time in my life i was listening to music. it was pure. it was something not on the radio or anything my parents ever listened to. it was words that not only sounded magical but i could feel them. the truth in the lyrics. the instrumentation. his whistling. there was serious cosmic connection and i knew it was just the start. he was speaking my life and of its unfolding. this was almost 8 years ago and it still rings true in the bones. evolution and growth transmitted through the power of music. the good shit.

this man makes me alive.

everyone, all together now.
(oOOoooOoooOooohhh)

it should be noted this song was recorded one night, alone in the barn, one take.

it should also be noted i vibrate at these frequencies, this man does it to me.

4:04 is the exact frequency of my heart.

sounds of the spirit

THE ONE MAN BESIDES MY FATHER THAT COULD BRING ME TO SUCH LIFE.

i can’t tell what i’ve posted twice because i’ve been listening to the same things over and over again and every time feels like the first gutwrenchingly beautiful time. never (heart)broken. only (self)healing. and forward we flow.

take courage, you’re not alone

weepy sleepy and a new woman

but really i had wet eyes the whole time

i’ve been ripped apart.

instant portals

i am looking forward to all of this and more.

time strips the gears till you forget what they were for…

the amount of times i’ve rocked out to this i cannot count.

okay so in the spirit of seeing his beautiful spirit tonight i am going to post some of my favorite songs. this was the first album i ever heard of his, introduced by my earth science teacher in high school (mr dickinson you’re the coolest dude ever thank you for burning me this cd!!!) it was almost like, for the first time in my life i was listening to music. it was pure. it was something not on the radio or anything my parents ever listened to. it was words that not only sounded magical but i could feel them. the truth in the lyrics. the instrumentation. his whistling. there was serious cosmic connection and i knew it was just the start. he was speaking my life and of its unfolding. this was almost 8 years ago and it still rings true in the bones. evolution and growth transmitted through the power of music. the good shit.

this man makes me alive.

everyone, all together now.
(oOOoooOoooOooohhh)

Andrew Bird – Dear Dirty

Dear Dirty, Fingerlings 3

This song has been stuck in my head for awhile and i tried collaging a film together of some old slo-motion footage of light and perception science videos but this hunk of junk won’t be having it. It looked so good too. Once i upgrade from this dinosaur computer i will see this dream realised.

Storm conjuring music.

weepy sleepy and a new woman

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