March 23, 2009


On the fifth-tenth listens, which occurred while on scooting round the house on my skateboard yesterday painting the trim, baseboards and windows that started as a little touch up in the kitchen six hours prior, I am officially taking Nite Jewel out of the strata of the Kate Bush- big girls. She's surely got some bong history shared with ultimate stoner mom KB, but she's way more Arthur Russell. She's way more sounds of isolation, bedroom tinker dream than The Dreaming. She is tock-tock of the woodblock, not triggered gong.

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