in 1968, a 15-year old in canada released a proto-shoegaze psychedelic acid folk song. it’s one of the earliest “dream pop” songs. the album was a commercial failure, falling into obscurity & lost for decades (still hardly known). it sounds like a radiohead song, but from the 60s
you know I could really lock in and become a caricature of myself and see some mediocre social success but I respect myself and I love my art too much to put up any facade
I lay down and think about the memories of people I know and once knew and feel the pressure of the world as everyone is growing into they’re lives just as I am
the deepest selfishness is hiding your potential from the world because you’re afraid of the responsibility that comes with greatness.
your gifts were never meant for you alone. they were meant to be discovered and offered.
Today Mexico celebrates the #DayOfTheDead. Skeletal imagery features heavily, influenced in no small part by the work of José Guadalupe Posada, known for his satirical and politically acute broadside prints called "calaveras" (skulls) — https://t.co/N55l4yRvo8 #diademuertos