a beginning of sorts

another day has gone by, faded into dust and scattered by erratic chicago winds, it’s hazy events riding the currents along with the scents and sounds [stale beer, strong perfume, screeching trixies, the howls of small children and domesticated animals] that are signal summer in this town to misanthropes like myself who would rather avert their gazes and dream of crisp nights enshrouded in hoodies and headphones and half-empty streets.

I have little use for summer it is true but it is oftentimes thankfully short, despite the long days and that is a good thing because I tend to have the worse luck during this accursed season.  the last month has been a grand and total upheaval unrivaled by anything thus far in my young wayward existence.  joblessness and tiptoeing the faultline of financial ruin accompanied by the blooming of a devestatingly beautiful romance whose growth is nevertheless hampered by the complications of a comittment in terminal condition that nevertheless, insists on stubbornly clinging to life and fouling the air with guilt, confusion, and the stone cold weight of obligation.  throw in sudden death and touches of madness an alien soundtrack and a persistent strain of hope … my life at the moment, be it so humble.  but I notice there’s a great deal of this kind of thing going around.  our times are uncertain but they are indeed interesting and well, this blog is supposed to be about industrial music mostly but I have tendancy to wander …