“Past”
Accepting the past
is not the same as being
bound to its burdens.
Steve D
Accepting the past
is not the same as being
bound to its burdens.
Steve D
Sometimes what you’ll gain
Isn’t worth what you’ll lose. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #140: Rain”
Done
I am done being a lamb to your slaughter.
Tired of once more being willingly offered,
Weakness embodied, devotion
I thought I was owing… Continue reading “Moonlit Musing – Closure”
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I stumbled upon a small rock band from Philly by total accident. One of Hop Along’s newest songs came up on auto-play in a video I had been listening to. The streaming service started playing a Hop Along song right I was about to close the window. Upon hearing a distorted guitar effect, I decided to give this unknown song a listen. A few hours later, I had ordered two copies of Hop Along’s newest album, Painted Shut, for myself and a friend. (The friend had asked me to burn the CD for him, but I prefer to give my money to smaller bands than rip their music. They’ve earned it.)
This is not the first time I have found new music by happy accident, and damn, with the streak I’m on, I hope it’s not the last.
Continue reading “Lingering on Hop Along’s Ragged Precision”