Call and Response

I wanted to respond to Dane's post, as it was inspiring.

Smitty's car, Bittig Road, West Sand Lake, NY, United States, America, Earth, Milky Way Galaxy, Universe...

All I know is that even though I don't remember the specific song, I remember the situation, and I know I remember it because I know there was a song being played by Smitty (who changed my outlook on more or less everything artistic in my life and made me question things, especially musically, thank you, Smitty) that probably made me feel like a speck of dust on a speck of dust on an eyelash on a hair on a forehead on a pillow on a bed on a floor in a house on a hill on an island in the ocean (Atlantic or Pacific...you pick) on the earth in the Milky Way, which hacks a phlegm wad of regurgitated stars on a galaxy 11.7 million light years away with the ease of someone spitting over the railing at their home, and the Milky Way has many hearts and a circulatory system made up of balls of fire and some of them shoot and some of them sit still (to the Earthling eye, at least) and even some were long burned out thousands, maybe millions of years ago, and their rays still shine to earth as age-old candle lights that were blown out on Mr. Milky Way's Billionth birthday and I'm about to turn 24 and what the fuck does that mean, and I am only alive because of the distance of the Sun from the Earth and sun flares cause cancer cells to multiply exponentially and I have sunburn and it pains me to walk into Rite Aid because I've been traveling for 2 days and my legs are tired and I'm hungry and I'm surprised at the size of an ant I see on the asphalt that carries a dead beetle 3 times its mass and meanwhile Mr. Milky Way Galaxy makes a phone call to galaxy NGC 4945 complaining of a stomach ache that he thinks was caused by the Dinosaurs he ate 6.5 million years ago but he can't be sure and at the same time we roll over a bump in the road that was made by an upheaval in the Earth's plates that are nicely nestled below the bone of a dinosaur that was killed when Mr. Milky way sneezed one fateful morning and I look in the rear view mirror and notice a purple pink peach sunset and the sun yawns and goes to sleep on my side of the world and the music dies and at the time it is as tragic as the death of the dinosaurs themselves for they truly were incredible creatures and I always wanted one as a pet but the closest I could ever come was a salamander or turtle from my back yard and they never roared and Mr. Milky Way takes a laxative and feels better. Smitty's car, Bittig Road, West Sand Lake, NY, United States, America, Earth, Milky Way Galaxy, Universe...

Thank you, Dane and Smitty.

Fall Surprise

Is it Fall? Autumn, I mean. The prelude to winter, the gray, wet and soggy, shortened days, windy-getting-cold Autumn? For some reason (not just for me) this season has been full of mishaps and bad luck. Not that I believe in a thing like "luck" but thats what I'll call it for now. Although, I do like wearing sweaters, and pumpkin flavored things... and the colors are nice too. Mostly what I think is that we're almost in the nostalgic winter, which is beautiful and all, but dragged out up in the north-country. Dan and Chase are in the big city, trying to find a place to live and a job to make it work. We've all been talking back and forth about music, what's next and when and where we can do the things we need to do. It's hard to make schedules meet. Dan just released a new record "The Snowless South". He sent it to me yesterday, and I've listened to it three times already. It seems to have everything I need right now, soothing all the mishaps of the Fall. It's full of surprises and made me laugh at times, simply because I didn't know what else to do. I hope it has the same effect on you, I find it hard tho think that it wont. TURN IT UP, music is supposed to be loud. How do you listen to music now? We used to drive around and put on a new album to hear something new, usually it was something one of us recorded, or something that our friend Smitty (whom we got our band name from) found and ended it up changing our lives, because music can do that for sure. A car is good because you can feel the panning crawl underneath you, and there is practically no other sound from the outside world. I'm thinking now, I don't do that anymore for whatever reasons.... Now I hear new music usually when I'm cooking (because that seems to be the longest break I get) or in headphones through my laptop, which is intimate and great and all, but it's nice to share things with people you are close to sometimes, like in a car. You know you're all feeling the same thing, and it makes you feel it more. So, go for a drive and listen to this if you can. He posted it on a new bandcamp of his; copy paste (I haven't figured out how to post links on here yet) ( http://dangaetani.bandcamp.com/album/the-snowless-south ). This will be our ninth release on Lonely Grimwore. Lonely Grimwore was also named with the help of Smitty in his living room one day. Along with "The Snowless South", Dan also posted his oldies. Which are just as important to me, and just as satisfying. Cheers.