Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Middle Cyclone, by Neko Case


These are some of the best lyrics I've ever encountered.

"Retching pennies in a boiling well. In a dream. That at once becomes a foundry of mute and heavy bells. They shake me deaf and dumb."

Who is this woman, and why have I never heard of her till now?

Thank you, Conan.

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