To
celebrate what André Breton called “the indestructible kernel of
darkness” with the necessary glamor and subtlety, tomorrow I am going to
play some pitch-black affairs from witch house, only to proceed to a
resonant, atmospheric patch, which will in turn give rise to a few vaguely vintage-sounding songs filtered through ghostly, late-night
sensibilities.
And
if you happen to have other plans on this Saturday night, as shocking
as it is, I still encourage you to listen to this simply beautiful,
poignant song that I love so much.
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