I was walking around the Upper West Side this morning. It was 50 degrees. It was 6 am. I learned of this band a few days ago. I was sad. I was in a vaguely mystical state. I ran into someone from downtown. His girlfriend had broken her hip at Bella Ciao a few nights ago. They capture such a particular emotionāthis song is my favorite.
Iām walking alone in dark, cold, snowy weather on the streets of some Eastern European city letting my entire body feel the intensity of all the worldās sorrow when I hear this song. Not to be dramatic.
this song has me in a trance on the subway today, the artists name is life without buildings. Sue Tompkins has the voice of an angel & the instrumentalists craft beautiful stages for her to sing through
This city has the best climate in America. I love it so much. I wish I lived here. The AI researchers, the big tech yuppies, the fact thereās an ethnic neighborhood for cishet frat brosāI love it more than anywhere else in America. The group houses, the cults, the rationalists, the technoptimists, the pure and untapped creative alpha. I have literally not spent more than two weeks in San Francisco. Itās a social scene the size of Dimes with 100x higher impact. āOh letās go to clandestinoā No letās go to The Interval at the Long Now.
I was quite bored in 2019. I got really into cars. I learned everything about them. Why did I do this? I didnāt know how to drive and this was the only way to motivate myself. They film all of the car youtube videos on Angeles Crest. Itās beautiful and you can drive very fast. I now live 10 minutes away from this place at a house nestled deep in a river valley. My roommates went to Deep Springs and the house is 98 years old.