We Own the Sky

Holy moly, y'all, the new M83 album is...I'm going to refrain from saying 'incredible,' because repeated listens of their albums have burned me before, but so far...quite gorgeous. I love loud, lush music but the last album was too bombastic-fantastic even for me, although I loved the "Don't Save Us From the Flames" Superpitcher and "Run Into Flowers" Jackson remixes that sprung from it. But this one...I walked home in the chill air listening to "Too Late," looking at a sunset, and felt like I was falling in love.

TMT hates it, but oh well. Ever listen to MBV? I don't care if they're saying "soft as snow but warm inside" or "it's laundry day"... Pitchfork loves it. More and more these days I find myself agreeing with them. Anyway, thanks to my Austin buddy Mike for the file :)

The image above is M83 itself, a southern pinwheel galaxy, with a brand-new, really cool picture available here.

I feel like I worked around the clock this week, with screenings at odd hours and freelance work. I want to get up early tomorrow and stand in the line to try and see the Bohemian Crown Jewels. They've displayed them for one week only! So I'm staying in tonight with some books Lucie checked out for me at the library. A couple of Czech classics she recommended- Mala Strana Stories by Jan Neruda, and The Grandmother by Božena Němcová. She's on the 500kc note, an influential 19th century author. Lucie said everyone reads this book at some point growing up. Babička. a very nice sound to that.

Also keeping me company tonight is Erotikon, a silent film I discovered while compiling my listings. Apparently it scandalized Czechoslovakia in 1929, for showing a love scene via the woman's face throughout. So naturally I went straight to Bontonland and bought it- how cool that the Tower equivalent has something like that on hand. I'll report back on whether that scene has stood the test of time. :)