Tonight a million and one plus countless more words and tributes will be written about the passing of Brian Wilson. THE Brian Wilson. The Barbara Annin’ Good Vibratin’ Sloop John B-Line to Kokomo Surfin’ sweethearts who melted in song the world over. Here’s me sending you and pitching something different….
music
“We don’t always get to hear the mind of the creator. And this is that mind with little or nothing more and it’s beguiling…”
Being the Fritch of Simesky+Fritch I couldn’t with good ego go and write a review. But I can say it’s out now, and it’s been out for a while, and I really should posted this earlier!
We catch a flame
We hold a breath
And in-between
We keep a measure
Grit by grift
And stolen beat
As long as can
As long as willed
As long as asked
Until relieved
The Treaty says
The treaty sleeps
“There’s a newness, a carelessness, a free-wheeling nonchalance, there’s a touch of a proto-punk attitude…”
Rats On The Run has been growing. And following the announcement of a new writing collective, it’s a pleasure to say we’re involved.
“To the labels, the artists, the indies, the late night keyboard warriors, the shy bedroom writers that sent out their first tracks….”
Rats on the Run 