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PORTAL
Hi! Particle is coming soon. We have lots of newly lain cement, waiting for it to dry. Please look out for release in March or April! & Thanks for your patience xoxox
July 2010
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The Grate Wave
Submitted by Jay Schleidt
look out for launch!
We will be launching Particle on Aug 7 at Cultiva Cafe. The event will be free, there will be music and food and art art art art art art.
You can pick up free the first issue of Particle at the event.
Please come, we will begin at 6 pm and ends at 11 pm.
Look out for more info about bands and activities, to be announced!!!!!!
FINALLY.
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Rock Hound's Claim
Wedged there, waiting.
Rain washed gully, when will you break loose?
Day, now night, rain, now stillness. I will not twist and pull, but wait.
There you are, just resting, like yesterday and the day before this and the day before that.
And I wait for the rock to fall. A lesson in patience.
May 2010
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Watchhudsongardner explains Particle Zine and FER∆L T∆PES:
Particle Zine Potlach, explanation of “Why the zine?” and “Why the cassette label?”
FER∆L T∆PES #1
FER∆L T∆PES FIRST RELEASE
SIDE A: sleeper, Wagner Israel Cilio
SIDE B: fiver, Hudson Gardner
http://www.mediafire.com/?2ymmm3xekoj
(via noble-savage)
hudsongardner:
One Gone Thus - River
Song I’m...
a poem by mallory
My brass bed alive, an airship
propels me to the tall grass
where tacit lovers lay.
The bed suspends my corporeal soul
rough like wet sandpaper hair
averse to abutting the serpentine dreams
I see below.
I cannot sleep near the ground like
garter snakes in the yard.
I am not brave like the snakes
who slip in and out of
cracks in the foundation
and don’t mind sleeping with skins...
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The Clock That Does Not Move
This the forgotten hours;
Time, time, burn it all…
Guess the speed of
The clock hands, I know
The one that doesn’t move;
Empty clacking like waves in
My skull, burn it out, burn it
Out; fire intangible! Lest
It be of the mind, do
You know? Then it is tactile,
Rabid and fervently lapping
at the skin of all of us.
Like acid, like dogs;
Burning subcutaneously.
Dream is...
Ross Felton's Thought Blog
drinkallsolution:
Hello little spider on the wall,
You might crawl into my mouth tonight
As I sleep.
1.May.10
Sometimes, before falling asleep at night, I imagine myself to be in a brightly lit train station on the edge of Tokyo. It’s empty but for a few tired passengers, shuffling on to the last line of the night, and I am already onboard, waiting for the final call. Soon, the train begins to move and pick up speed. The warm lights and echoes of the station are left behind and we are speeding out into...
