
friday framing
July 31, 2015 at 09:38AM
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../melody in chaos
friday framing
July 31, 2015 at 09:38AM
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hot log dog
July 28, 2015 at 01:18PM
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alan watts reflected in a disco ball
there’s a rip in the galaxy
sounds like wind through a door
it’s headed for us full speed ahead
we’ve got nothing to lose anymoreso no more running from the past
running from the dark
searching through the void
chasing lovelet’s fly this town tonight
dance away from these city lights
take our cues from distant satellites
let’s fly this townover the horizon lies
a ring of endless light
made of the dreams we carried
through our coldest nightsthere’s no more falling out of time
falling for the cons
calling out in vain
waiting on lovelet’s fly this town tonight
dance away from these city lights
take our cues from distant satellites
let’s fly this town
pussytive reinforcement
July 23, 2015 at 09:57AM
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Behind the scenes.
Music: “Zipline” von Westy Reflector (bandcamp | freemusicarchive)
…Félix, du haut de ses 8 ans, s’éclate en kite sur le lagon de Jeffreys Bay (Afrique du Sud)
Musique:
– Kite part: Hurricane par Hash (freemusicarchive.org/music/HASH)
– Surf part: Riding Waves par Westy Reflector (bandcamp | soundcloud | freemusicarchive)Eight-year-old Felix explodes on a kite surfer in Jeffreys Bay, South Africa.
hyper[dermic] awareness
July 14, 2015 at 09:39AM
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après @littleneckbk w/ @wrenarthur
July 11, 2015 at 09:12PM
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From last night: World Party at City Winery NYC
July 11, 2015 at 12:53PM
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friday freedom
July 10, 2015 at 09:50AM
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#lovewins @jimobergefell at the stonewall inn
July 08, 2015 at 11:31PM
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freedom is a seat at the bar at @littleneckbk
July 05, 2015 at 06:42PM
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a sterling 4th
July 04, 2015 at 05:25PM
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Rag top down. Flying past exit signs, through memories, to the end of the island.
Released 02 July 2015
Written, performed, programmed and produced by Westy Reflector.
Cover Photo: “She Rode East” (1994)
take me back, to the end of the island
early ’94 in the dead of winter
before the hedge funds bought all the sand
before the century came to an endare you waiting for me
standing on that point of land
where the atlantic meets the sound and
everything’s going according to planand we’re at the head of a table in a house full of windows
at the end of an island that only the sunrise knowsthe northern lights from providence
bleed into the milky way
and the whole wide world
stays a safe distance awaywe’ll meet under the lighthouse
embrace on top of the bluff
the light will erase the time between us
once again we’ll be the onesat the head of a table in a house full of windows
at the end of an island that only the sunrise knowsso i’m in a 20 year old car
with a dream baby dream i drive
ever eastward ever eastward ever eastward
into the sunrise