“We are talking to each other. We are adding to the clatter. We are dissonance together, but it’s just the noise that matters. On in stereo. A chance to feel alive.” This high-energy wake me up song is a short story about a trip a family is taking to a funeral. One of the characters drank too much, all the characters over-talk to try to fill the void of their feelings. I really like the way the narrator explains the events in small vignettes of the day. On the drive home the character that had a bit too much to drink will “be crying for the widow, her head against the window.” Good work. The shoutouts also have stories worth listening to. Shoutouts for Flatlands (“there we are, well rehearsed and thirsty”), Brave Daughters (“our thoughts have stretched and yawned”), and Pardon My Strangeness (“I am a tangle of weakness and lies”).
Eisenhower Field Day
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