Thomas Chatterton / Guts

Confidence arrives in many forms. I'm seeking an earned confidence that'll balm my soul, reintroducing me to moral obligation and the personal church. I want this to be found in Harry Houdini, the Voynich Manuscripts, Korperwelten, Laurie Anderson, Hope, and the mythology of noise.

The best songs come from early morning melodies and, if those are inaccessible, then you need to exercise the patience she requires.

I missed a tornado in Brooklyn by nearly a week. I need to read the People of Paper. Thanks to Todd, Angel (Dirty Projectors), John (Prince and Pearl), and Lucas (Nonhorse) for being so kind in Brooklyn. Good on us all.