Bacabs
sailing through bits of poetry, music, pictures, thoughts and pieces of existence ....
Tuesday, February 16, 2016
Something is incinerating...
I wonder if someone is really out there reading all these, even if it is by accident. This blog grew up inside a friendship beacause we wanted to share some of our musical taste and thoughts, and because we wanted to be friends from a long distance and feel that something kept us together somehow. Now I feel like writing again, and share some music too, to know if someone has something to say to make existence a little bit less lonely.
Kris are you out there?
Let´s rock nothingness!!
Monday, October 29, 2012
Daughn Gibson - Tiffany Lou
It is always hard to fin inspiration. Something to cling on and let the thread of sense guide the way...
Sometimes everything stops being fragmented when you find the right tune. It is my particular case with Daughn Gibson; his music reminds me of the experiments left for music. I shall listen to Tiffany Lou all day long to remember how sense is created: out of chaos...
Sometimes everything stops being fragmented when you find the right tune. It is my particular case with Daughn Gibson; his music reminds me of the experiments left for music. I shall listen to Tiffany Lou all day long to remember how sense is created: out of chaos...
Labels:
Daughn Gibson,
Tiffany Lou
Location:
Mexico City, Distrito Federal, Mexico
Friday, August 24, 2012
Dan Bodan - "DP"
This could be the best end of our summer
Location:
Mexico City, Distrito Federal, Mexico
Friday, August 10, 2012
Oberhofer - Cruisin FDR
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Spilling Existence
How does existence spills?
Spilling Existence
Like an unintentional brushstroke: existence was shed all over the universe,
an excess of paint
and now meaningless it spills.
Infront of the appalled eyes of the beholder
He desperately tries to shape the spot
cleaning the caothic traces of the droplets that drain
but he forgets that it will be spilling continously
therefore he's condemned to order eternally
Former Ghosts like to spill existence...
Spilling Existence
Like an unintentional brushstroke: existence was shed all over the universe,
an excess of paint
and now meaningless it spills.
Infront of the appalled eyes of the beholder
He desperately tries to shape the spot
cleaning the caothic traces of the droplets that drain
but he forgets that it will be spilling continously
therefore he's condemned to order eternally
Former Ghosts like to spill existence...
Labels:
Existence,
Former Ghosts,
Spill,
When you kiss me
Location:
Mexico City, Distrito Federal, Mexico
Sunday, August 5, 2012
Grizzly Bear - Yet Again
This is a song called 'Yet Again' from Grizzly Bear's new album - out in September.
For me, it's really convincing, I can't wait to hear the rest of the tracks!
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Mutemath - Blood Pressure
Brand new Mutemath video recorded on their show in Washington. Must see. I wish I was on one of their great concerts.
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