norweigians would

Ever get those mounting waves of anxiety? Me too. I prefer the original to the 'blasted remix. I'm not on those kinds of drugs, right now. I like how it fools with this doped-up strummy business and then the good people take it where it needs to go, like sleepwalking hell or someone's basement you may feel trapped in. but then you come out! its all cool.



Northsix [demo] by ClayRussell

William Carlos Williams, "Danse Russe"

If I when my wife is sleeping
and the baby and Kathleen
are sleeping
and the sun is a flame-white disc
in silken mists
above shining trees,--
if I in my north room
dance naked, grotesquely
before my mirror
waving my shirt round my head
and singing softly to myself:
"I am lonely, lonely.
I was born to be lonely,
I am best so!"
If I admire my arms, my face,
my shoulders, flanks, buttocks
again the yellow drawn shades,--

Who shall say I am not
the happy genius of my household?

[c. 1917]

and suddenly it all makes sense

El Guincho - Bombay from CANADA on Vimeo.

oh hallow

I thrifted this fantasy-dance dream and foolishly assumed it would be reserved for 'special occasions' and novelty use only. I was so wrong. Suddenly I'm welcoming into every outfit and the excuse of Halloween has already worn off. Let's call a spade a spade, I love the bodysuit, although having to go pee is just the worst. I made the mistake of taking a 'quick stop' at the Birdcage before the 3 minute flash mob of zombies performed the thriller dance on saturday, and ended up missing the damned thing for the second night in a row, stuck in the one-stall bathroom of the Cage, getting pressured to start undressing early by the tough-ass ladies in queue. they were not so into the bodysuit, for its time-consuming nature at least.