Lately I’ve been driving from Bellingham to Seattle an awful lot. Going back and forth can be draining but it’s given me a chance to really think about what I listen to while driving. Here is my summertime driving mix. This is somewhat different from your average summer song mix because these songs (for me at least) are best enjoyed when driving, looking at the fields fly by you as you soak up the sunshine.
Who Loves the Sun - The Velvet Underground
Crashing Waves - Karl Blau
Land of the Morning Calm - Apollo Ghosts
When I’m with You - Best Coast
Handpocket - Best Friends Forever
L’appareil a sous - Bridget Bardot
Love is Lighter Than Air - The Magnetic Fields
Stars and Sons - Broken Social Scene
Burning Airlines Give You so Much More - Brian Eno
I Got a Lot (New New New) - Mika Miko
The Perfect Me - Deerhoof
My Obession - The Rolling Stones
And it Stoned Me - Van Morrison
Just Like Honey - The Jesus and Mary Chain
"Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color"
W.S. Merwin
"I know I was never your dream girl. I wasn’t even your tambourine girl."
Elissa Ball
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"Ba-ba-bada-ba-ba goes the backing vocal
I’m trying not to be so antisocial
Truth be told, I’m not entirely hopeful
I’ve woken up on one too many floors
But my favorite was yours"
Philippe Halsman’s photograph of Salvador Dali. The best.
Marsha Burns did a lot of photography in the 70s and 80s. I like her photographs because a lot of them take a very cliche approach, (i.e. showing a black white nude with high contrast lighting), but she adds something subtle that makes you look a little longer. Burns also approaches ideas of androgyny a lot in her work. She’ll take a photo of a nude male with a feminine face or even hide the model’s features in a way that you can’t really tell their gender at all. Or she’ll add small details, such as handcuffs, quietly peaking out from the fold of a shirt, that make you do a double take.
On her work she said, “I hope there is participation. I ask myself, ‘Can I produce photographs that do not allow judgement?’ Not, ‘is it good or bad?’ but, ‘what is it?’”
"Because as much as anyone tries to ride a wave, a wave can’t last forever. No surf stays up for good. It crashes or it comes ashore. It’s soaked up by the sand, sucked down to earth, then further down, as they both say and sing, to hell and back again."
Rebecca Brown, American Romances
