"In the Spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt" - Margaret Atwood
Kayaking and running along the Potomac today.
Spent the afternoon under the Cherry Blossoms listening to Pure X.
This is how I spent my rainy weekend.
And now it’s snowing. I hate this weather so much.
PURE X — Every Tomorrow (Angel)
I’m addicted to the new Pure X album. It’s like if the Beegees asked Brian Wilson to produce their album and then they just hung out in his teepee, doing drugs and recording music. It’s like what I imagine a house band in a disco club would sound like after you asked them to play for 72 hrs straight.
"For action, whatever its immediate purpose, also implies relief at doing something, anything, and the joy of exertion. This is the optimism that is inherent in, and proper and indispensable to action, for without it nothing would ever be undertaken. It in no way suppresses the critical sense or clouds the judgment. On the contrary this optimism sharpens the wits, it creates a certain perspective and, at the last moment, lets in a ray of perpendicular light which illuminates all one’s previous calculations, cuts and shuffles them and deals you the card of success, the winning number."
― Blaise Cendrars, Moravagine