Notes
Mornings are like that on the subway trains — everyone having left their sovereign houses and apartments and rooms to enter the crossroads of the city, they first try at not letting the city touch them, holding on to the meagre privacy of a city with three million people. But eventually they’re disrupted like this. Anonymity is the big lie of a city. You aren’t anonymous at all. You’re common, really, common like so many pebbles, so many specks of dirt, so many atoms of materiality.
1 comment on Songs in My Ears on my Subway Commute (January).
Cookie plus January 30, 2014
Half-Moon Street- Pete & the Pirates
⃠The Woodpile- Frightened Rabbit
Breezeblocks- Alt-J
Yesterday Was Hard on All of Us- Fink
Maps- The Front Bottoms
From the Mouth of an Injured Head- Radical Face
Don't Go- Allison Weiss