lyrics mr. luchesi starts from a shallow sleep. the alarm clock says 3:34 am. that makes two-and-a-half hours sleep he’s managed since crawling into bed at 9:30, out of ideas, resenting his wife for making him put the kids to bed a third night in a row. she sleeps soundly beside him. she must […]
Tag Archives: a twilight cathedral
monday cover #1: neil young: don’t let it bring you down
download the original after his third beer, the old records came out. all the best are worn thin from late night listening sessions years ago, eleven college kids crammed in a small room, cigarette smoke, empty beer cans, loud conversations about politics, breakfast cereal, and music: pulling out “after the gold rush” to prove that […]
monday song #45: the 10 o’clock news
lyrics charlotte woke up crying. her father sits at the end of the couch. his voice is soft, his breath is sweet. the party is quieting down, but there are still adults talking downstairs. charlotte is seven. she dreamt that the house was on fire.
monday song #44: in love
lyrics across the street. the luchesi’s.
monday song #42: punk
lyrics james lives on fenton street down the block from the empty lot that once held the 7-11. a firehouse is going up slowly. he’s a teenager, but you’d only know it from the library books in his backpack: salinger, the autobiography of malcolm x, arthur c clarke. his looks would place him in elementary […]
monday song #41: gravity
lyrics darkness attracts light. the contrast can be thrilling. but it’s always and forever darkness. and over time, the light gets tired of doing all the work.
monday song #40: lost and found
lyrics a couple sits on opposite sides of a dinner table, food mostly gone. muted explosions and a pumping soundtrack pulse from the basement. no one speaks. they’ve been together for many years, each shaped by lifelong contact with the other, a complex jigsaw of additions and subtractions. the cracks are becoming evident, but neither […]
monday song #39: the i inside the hurricane
lyrics twilight, late summer. an almost sixth grader living in a small house out past dearborn.
monday song #38: pr(ol)og(ue) in heaven
lyrics a beginning. the spark before the flame. the inhale before the exhale. a moment’s peace, balanced on the edge of the unknown, and then tumbling forward, falling, plummeting down, eyes tight closed but catching glimpses all the same, flashes of recognition, but they’re gone too fast, like a torch thrown down a well, lighting […]