You've got such a psychic life to live.

I picked up Roky Erickson's album "Never Say Goodbye" back in 1999 from Ozone Records in Portland, Oregon.
Though I was just starting to familiarize myself with him as an artist back then, this album in it's stark, vulnerable tone caught my attention immediately and never let go.
I've always envisioned this particular track to be playing during the end credits of a film:

Many of these tracks were actually recorded during a stint in a mental hospital, and it's rawness is both heartbreaking and beautiful.
Read a little bit about the story of the album here:
http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&sql=10:0jfpxqtjldde

Also, I think it's a pretty hard album to come by these days, so if you'd like, you can download the whole thing here:
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=40di1zpk

http://www.emperorjones.com/roky.html

You and me are the new twin of myself.

Song of the day.
Reminds of the first time I heard Air.
So 1998 all over again.
I'm cool with that.

www.blackmothsuperrainbow.com
 
This past weekend I packed it in and headed upstate with Bailey.
Really hit the spot.
Needed to get out of the NYC urban jungle for a little reprieve.
Reminded me of Oregon up there.
http://www.visitnewyorkstate.net/regions/catskills.html