Love? Or Confusion? Reality? Contusion? Subterranea or Sub-fusion. The Quest begins. A Man, A Mystery – A Saint? A Sod? Were all made for this life? Some give, some receive. But Dan Treacy smiles. Someone’s missing. But Who? and Why? Just A thought? A Feeling? ……. The Natives go all Dance-hall Stomp as something strange in the water forces a Flash time Strobo-cop emanation of the will. Delusion Extrusion. I found a whistle. Hope. Reassurance. The bogey-man Triumph of the Plastic surf totem. The motion of Notions. Spells & potions. Siberian Breaks. A Pop Surf Opera, after the storm, the loss of Ego. Breakers on the Beach. Hangin Ten with the Hodads. Distraction. Then Sandy Smiles as the Sun Squints its way. A new day. Cleansed. Ready. Surf’s Up! Piss or pass the Pot. A Smile Sent out. A wink & chuckle. The Mystery of time. The Air Traffic controller of ssSound and ssSpace and ssSubterfuge. The Mind falters. Questioning. Looking for answers. Lock-loop images stray into fluorescing cotton candy crimes. Impervious. Then, the Release. A Primal Scream for the How Generation. More DaDa than Gaga. More Drinking than Thinking. Less Arty than Party. Time takes a rain-check. Congratulations. The Half-arsed Hugs of routine celebrations. Realisations. Random Aging……. A World in tatters? Glitter that matters? The hollow victory. And then Sleep……
Stream of thought was interest surpassed mainly via bothersome tiredness, not weak in repose. Is the source you?
Started to listen to their album and wrote this. I can't even imagine what this would've been like if I was high...
Most people have a seamless stream of conscious unhindered by rhetoric and syntax often expressed more truly visually than verbally by half.
MGMT is not special. It is fun, technically good, and great for certain activities, but it's not special. Interesting post though.
I do not like MGMT. No, that band does not please me. If you seek deep lyrics and soulful cries. I direct you to the band named Thrice.
