"From the slats of the factories come,
where once they did make rails,
old death's peculiar songs,
he didn't know,
I was listening.

So he crowed out nice and long,
to the spiders,
and the lumber,
and the dust of his conquest,
and his hunger,
and his lust."

-Neko Case, "Fever"

many genres, many stories..

photo: Jenny Holzer for Helmut Lang

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