Following a manatee viewing for free in some public place, we visited the beach. I had Lucy on shuffle, listened to Make My Bed probably a dozen times because that one always came first when I hit shuffle on his music on my MP3 player, and now I’m starting to think it’s one of his best melody-wise, even if on a structural level I think Standing Room Only is his coolest, and just generally speaking Family Man is my favorite of all of his. Also I encountered his song “20 year old version” on one of his “perched owl” b-side compilations (don’t remember which one), and that one’s perfect.
Anyway, I couldn’t find many good aquatic hypnagogic tapes to put on, of course I sadly forgot to ever download an mp3 of any Terlu albums or anything by Dolphin Tears, and after listening to a James Ferraro side project, I played Sam Mehran’s Zygotic Wonder, which was actually a really wonderful choice for the occasion. The album itself has that underwater quality of hypnagogic pop I love- the modern corny Jack Stauber theater pseudohypnagogic stuff just doesn’t cut it- it’s the stuff with that terrible, nautical, drowning of lobit recordings that really speak to me.
On the beach, I rolled my khakis up to my knees. I splashed around in the water, wrote the quadratic formula in the sand with a stick, and searched for shells to partially pry open to see what animals I could find living inside. I was able to skip a couple shells, too, which was fun. Some girl was wearing a thong and mysteriously pulled out a vape from “thin air”, or more likely, the old prison wallet.
The coolest thing I found was a pillbug sleeping in a bed of moss within two shells.
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