collaged
raze
campus radio's
great
ghost
ship
crafts
a
clumsy
secondhand
collage
, grafting tabla
and
tamboura
to
a
war
-torn country's dense choral swells. snowdrifts
of
dissonance
touch
tongues
with
moments
of
accidental
harmonic
interplay
.
a
psa
about
distracted
driving
melds mournful
big
band
music
with
all
that's
come
before
.
i
turn
the
radio
off
and
the
sound
of
the
signal
being
lost
blends
with
the
natural
decay
of
reverb-blanketed
voices
allowing themselves
a
quick
collective
breath
.
if
only
every
act
of
leaving
tasted
so
sweet
.
230122
what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from