NEW SWALLOW THE SUN TRACK MAKES ME GET ALL PHILOSOPHICAL ABOUT THE MEANING OF THE WORD “NOW”
Axl is the sole inhabitant of the Mansion today, but I wrote up a few posts for him ahead of time so he doesn’t have to rely on content from the Monkeys, who, to be honest, have been turning in a shoddy performance lately.
Today I am en route to a wedding in Rochester, NY. Gag. Not the wedding… the wedding will be a swell, fancy affair. The city… yuck. Weather.com tells me lows are going to be at or near freezing with snow showers, while TheFuckingWeather.com tells me simply “It’s Fucking Cold.” Thanks. FUCK.
But it’s perfect weather for Swallow the Sun music, which always hits that dark, gloomy spot for me when the weather turns south (north?). I’m listening to the new track “These Woods Breathe Evil” from their forthcoming record New Moon (out November 10th in the U.S.). Or, I was listening to it yesterday when I wrote this… but I may be listening to it now… and if I hadn’t mentioned the whole Rochester thing you would’ve just assumed I was actually listening to it now. When is “now” anyway? Is it when I’m writing the post, when I hit “publish” (by which time the song might actually be over) or when you read these words? Or neither? Does it matter? Does anything matter? Woah. Meta.
Stop intellectualizing and go enjoy the new Swallow the Sun track, you sillies.