The goal of this season is to adjust the volume between what is going on in the wide world around me and keeping my nerves together so that I can thrive in the time and place I am given. Lately, I can feel the creeping tension of the spring wound too tight without a chance of proper release. The factors of life naturally become more complex and my own are not simple, i realize.
I have resolved the tension before with a holiday, a trip somewhere that distracts and relaxes, but I have pledged to stay put so that I can retire debts that are at critical mass. Travel is too costly.
The noise in contemporary life deafens, so choosing channels and the right headphones is part & parcel the prescription for coping. Certain threads of American public life especially are so divisive, ugly, and vicious that it prompts my sense of hurt and alienation. To assuage that, I reach toward art, beauty, my chosen City, and the right I have as an adult to choose my company carefully and live the way I must. I am adjusting the volume.
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