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I have developed a habit of sneaking out at night to the apartment rooftop. it’s kind of surreal to crawl up there right to the edge and hover above Brooklyn. I can spot the schoolyard in the dark, and the dollar tree store, our laundromat and the local diner, all blending into a swirl of…
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when Teresa of Ávila, a Spanish mystic, was asked what she did in prayer, she replied, “I just allow myself to be loved.” that’s how I feel about the person I wrote this song about. here’s Winona. we all know someone like her — she’s offbeat, loves to stir things up, and might even have…
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besides performing for the support group or at the memory center, there are just a few other locations where it makes sense for me to play my music in person. the vinyl shop a couple of streets over from the apartment is one. I get to play full sets there. the owner is nice. whenever…
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my dad died before I was born. I can say I know him better now than I did when he was alive. there are photographs. some of his clothes and shoes are still in my mom’s bedroom closet. we have his bottle of aftershave and little things he collected, like old metro and transit tokens…
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I don’t know why other people make songs. I just want to show you how my life feels. here are my first 11. I recorded all of them in my room at home last year. this is the order in which I imagined the songs would be heard. I hope you will click through some…
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this is a new song called laundromatic. the tactile nature of going there, the act of washing and cleansing, the feeling of warm clothes and the smell of fresh laundry, I find comforting and soothing. and transforming, particularly on the days that I am low: the city on hard days. riding my bike past so-called…
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one of my favorite things about living in New York City is if you hop the right train (or the wrong train, even better) you can end up in another part of the world. the air carries different languages and odors, depending on which side of town you’re on. the Afro-Caribbean storefronts in Bed-Stuy display…
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one of the new people in group is Angelique, who went to a music and performing arts high school on the upper west side where a lot of the kids are on drugs I’ve heard. she used to drink but then she began using opioids because she says it’s not as easy to track missing…
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listen to moon words on SoundCloud moon words oh my God/kill me now/only we would lay on the New York City trains/sun and The Kills/it’s a good afternoon/like it shines on me/how strange it is to be/anything at all/let me hold it close and/keep it here with me/because kissing you/with good beats on/feels like me…
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STingRay on SoundCloud kids that painted in black reject on the sidewalk/skipped over the part where/you got a two fire hydrant head start/and your heart feels like jumping/with your bike over the cracks/in the concrete sticking up/and if you put your hands over your face,/like a god of Brooklyn you crush it
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