Karaoke Echo and the Recycling of All Music
Hand in hand and in my head - me out here, and Angel in my ear - we sing duets of her songs in perfect harmony. Every night we take long walks.
I (we) pound the pavement like it owes me (us) money.
When my phone dies, we sing Patsy together in my head, accompanied by a band with a full string orchestra.
Then, when we get tired, we sing The Fleetwoods.
On long walks time dissolves. There are no longer such things as minutes or hours or midnight, its really cool. And while it is well before midnight, I'm (we're) still walking, searching for you.
"Do you think that tree is crying for us?"
I do what I can with what I have.
"This is music you could really fuck yourself to!"
. Hobbs, Music Magazine, 2014 USA
"I guess that sound was a skateboard. Thats like traveling I guess. Also, being born is a form of traveling right? I still don't get what the vines mean though"
- S. Toninn, Pitchfuck, 2014 USA