i took so few photos this year rip

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january

the mountain goats, exegetic chains.
change will come.
stay warm inside the ripple of the panasonic hum—
it grinds and it roars.
headed somewhere better if i have to crawl there on all fours.
say your prayers to whomever you call out to in the night.
keep the chains tight.
make it through this year if it kills us outright.
february

bayonne, drastic measures.
taking drastic measures for the ride,
promising my family and the friends i never see that i'm alive.
march

iz*one, up.
write it in the clouds so it won't disappear.
april

lcd soundsystem, all my friends.
and if the sun comes up, if the sun comes up, if the sun comes up and i still don't wanna stagger home,
then it's the memory of our betters that are keeping us on our feet.
you spent the first five years trying to get with the plan,
and the next five years trying to be with your friends again.
may

barenaked ladies, too little too late.
record and play after years of endless rewind.
yesterday wasn't half as tough as this time.
june

left at london, the ballad of marion zioncheck.
all of the quirks we used to have are now a symptom of
acronyms we don't get to know that we're the victims of.
then people say that we'll never change—
and so, of course, we don't ever change.
but still, we try.
july

jake rockatansky, teddy's song.
i'll be at the door.
august

go child!, deadlock.
every instance of inspiration in my weary heart is running dry,
and every melody is swiftly wearing thin.
but even though i can't push past this mental trap no matter what i try,
a voice inside me beckons me to try again, try again, try again, try again.
september

the front bottoms, the truth.
if you made the plan, i'd believe it.
you are the truth i choose to bend myself around.
october

stray kids, the view.
there's no steep hill, so run with ease.
the winds are welcoming me from everywhere.
i was lost for a while, but thanks to tree branches that reached out to me, my vision is clear—
now light me up.
november

hippo campus, semi pro.
i've been bad but i'm only getting better.
december

adult mom, survival.
and just to keep my head afloat and my body unprovoked,
i set up walls but make sure to include a window.
