David Bronson

Not a thought in my mind?
As I stand here
on the platform
in the dead, flattening, underground,
mid-summer city heat?
Doing nothing but
watching other lives doing nothing but
slowly but surely run out?

A huge thank you to Those Who Dig and Steve Fabian who put together this extremely thorough look into ‘Story’. It was a lot of fun.

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We say “I have nothing to do”
I was about to say it
sitting in a ramen shop
drinking sake
by myself
waiting
waiting for someone I like a great deal
For the first time today I’m relaxed
(is it the sake?)
seaweed salad just arrived
nothing to do
doing a lot
exactly as much as every other damn one of us
at exactly the same rate

Big thanks to Russell Deeks and Songwriting.

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Beats Per Minute asked me to share my thoughts on five albums of my choosing. I picked a few of my long-time and recent favorites.

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It’s a very late hour
I listened before reading
Wrote before that
With guitar, voice
Now with words, voice

Just heard someone sneeze
In another apartment
So I’m not the only one

I’ve been staying up like this
3am, 4am, 5am
Why not?
Working now, working later
Makes no difference
There are no weekends

I saw and heard a dance with music performance tonight
that inspired the living hell out of me
and started writing a new record
A new kind, for me anyway
It’s turning out to be a good night
(Knock on wood)

People cavorting outside. It’s holiday time, the Saturday night before Christmas, which is Tuesday, so as far as the world’s concerned, vacation’s begun. It’s only about 1am (so I guess Sunday morning technically), but it’s the middle of the night in my apartment. Lights out because I was so dead tired from the weeks of insufficient rest I finally couldn’t do anything but drop at 9pm for the first and very likely only time this year. But I woke up to take a leak around midnight and that was it. F’ng brain – on – laying in the dark for the next hour with a headache. So I finally decided to cut my losses. Rather than churn for another 5 or 6 useless, frustrating hours I listened to a record and now am doing this. Not much, granted, but at least I can feel like I’m putting out one more kind of fire, rather than sitting in one. A small, relatively insignificant one for sure, but a fire nonetheless. And that’s something.

Happy Holidays.

“At the tender ages of 2, 3, 4, and upwards my brothers and I would hang out (i.e. “play”) for hours on end centered around our tan and brown, plastic Fisher Price turntable”

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Very excited to have been interviewed by the excellent UK music & culture site total:spec

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The Turns is in many ways a summation of the entire Long Lost Story project. I was trying to convey the sense of movement from the almost desperate intensity bound up in the youthful yearning of first love, into the brutal detachment that can accompany the crumbling of such a reality, right through the gaining of perspective, and finally thankfulness that can only come with the passage of time. In this way the narrative outlined in the song covers essentially the full arc of the two albums, turning the song into a sort of thematic “overture” which was one of the reasons it was chosen to be the first song on Story. And since Story is being released first, The Turns becomes in essence an introduction to the whole project.

This is also why the symbol of the river, as a metaphoric depiction not only of the passage of time, including all the bends and changes that come with it, but also as a representation of the inextricable connectedness of all the parts and times of a life (and of all things and all times, really), is such a significant visual and conceptual element in the song, as well as throughout the whole record.

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