Inner Ear

//// A recipe of sounds that help satisfy daily cravings / I have one hell of an appetite / I don't know much, if anything about music / However, what I am certain of is what I like when I hear it / I enjoy rambling, like using(misusing) commas, and not too concerned with punctuation / In a past life I was myself / I'm still learning //// All of the content on this site rightfully belongs to their creators, the music and the words / stay close, listen, read, enjoy.

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Dal - Those Days

avocation

the taste of out of season fruit. I somehow have arrived to the same place again. eager. willing. hoping for something different. something new. all lessons aboard.

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Tide - Svaneborg Kardyb

Alchemy

So few times in this era.

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Plant Music - Chad VanGaalen

pseudonym

there is with zero uncertainty a change—felt. feeling. peeling. shedding. growing. emerging. a merging. they can tell, every single particle, even when they am dreaming every last particle is in motion. Getting reacquainted with the newness. Minding and tending to the bubble gum of hurt stuck at the bottom of their shoes. The tender spots of memory that feel a need to notify the nerves and nervousness tethered to the nascent. to let fear drive. to let curiosity drive. to let courage drive. to let hope drive. all are in attendance. we are okay.

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Grizzly Bear - Deep Blue Sea

New heights, new depths. His encyclopedic input, her precise menus, his ability to find, and his ability to unearth, and her ability to spell and cast, a little less fear, and much more Truth.

we're here, again.

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Muddy Waters - Honey Bee (1970)

calamity - (noun): a disastrous event marked by great loss and lasting distress and suffering

a poem: no more than a cup of steamed whispers

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Lost Dog Street Band - Fall from grace

[ ardor - noun - an often restless or transitory warmth of a feeling // extreme vigor or energy // zeal // loyalty ]

some grasses break easier, bend, leaving the mark of the passerby. the dear leave us a way. two hundred and fifty feet at one time. mind the cactus, mind the small holes that have been created to house the critters, mind the flowering bush and the bees, too. the wind is my mother. the wind is my father. 

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Max Gomez - Tall Buildings

teem - to become filled to overflowing

a new place a familiar feeling

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Delia Derbyshire - pot au feu

A pull from both ends. A new set of parameters to work within. Different kinds of distances.

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Robert Glaspar - why we speak ft. Q-tip & Esperanza Spaulding

Sun setting, a restful joy. Well rested and ready joy. Good vision, clarity of joy. Recollections of joy.

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Kaja - Hanja Miis

Chatoyant : having a changeable luster or color with an undulating narrow band of white light

Blooming. Blossom. Begin again.

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Zola Jesus - Doma

Of The highest clouds.

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Son Lux - aquatic (instrumental)

Near death one of the last things they recalled hearing was a reminder to float on their back. To fill their lungs with the winds of panic and allow for them to carry one face up to a calmer place. Near death, if we are so lucky, we lie face up, absorbing into our lungs the stagnate air of rooms filled with the wet of mourning. Take notice.

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Miles - Lost/Found

my nails grow faster when i’m writing. Ive changed my eating habits, waking habits, walking habits, seeing habits, sitting habits, coffee stirring habits, breathing habits, listening habits, bathing habits, flossing habits, napkin folding habits, I’ve even changed the position of my steering wheel, the rhythm of the wiper blades, the presets on the radio buttons, the side of the street that I park the car on, the length of time I allow for the car to idle before shifting between drive and park to get out of the paralleled parking spot, I’ve even ever so slightly rotated all of the plants, alphabetized all my books and color coordinated their spines, moved all of my shelves down 3 inches and postioned them in an alternating pattern, i’ve changed the sheets daily, purchased new pillows, better insoles, fresh kleenex, new pots and new pans with the correct corresponding lids, and still I am not quite sure, but suspect that it is because

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Alex Ferreira - Me La Saludan (en casa)

maple drip

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Son Lux - plans we made

Amassing joy. A harvest. Low and rising. Tide, tidal. Tight titles. Embracing momentum. A harvest of words.

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Thee Lakesiders - si me faltaras

For your dance pants and heart.

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Aupinard - C’est tout moi

Pace, it is unique to the individual and must be honored. It must also be honed. Caution the comparisons.