last week was a fallow week for my horse latitudes uppage.
late to bed, early to rise. undoubtably there’ll be tears before bedtime.
for a while, i wondered what happened to my purple prose. but since its a week since i heard a song all the way through (with the exception of a sublime gig by the ukulele orchestra of great britain when i got twelve or so) maybe i was missing fuel to my fire.
but you know how you turn to old habits when things hit a tired, milky dusk – so is it a suprise that i’m posting a cover version?
a damien jurado cover version?
of a j.tillman song?
sounds like home before you’ve gotten your key in the lock.
i do love friends covering friends – rarely self-referential enough to be elitist, it’s a proud to call you mine moment caught on tape or on stage.
so thank you to the brilliant hard to find a friend for posting the whole kexp set, and j.tillman who loved it enough to call damien an asshole. since we’re sending you out of the latitudes for a minute to follow that link, do check out the several new tracks he and jenna also played, it’s little surprise that i can’t wait for the new damien jurado album.
and tour.
yet more from the future.