released 01 June 2010
[year’s end tradition read] the light walkers
[year's end tradition read] A true New Year's story, courtesy of Orion… “The Light Walkers” https://t.co/AIXWBWGcOY
— ../westy (@westyreflector) December 30, 2016
December 30, 2016 at 05:17PM
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postcard sorceress: 7-year reflection
My mother is Venezuelan. I spent a fair amount of time in Caracas as a kid, and then other parts of Latin America at various points of my life. When you put a fair amount of distance between yourself and your home, you learn that there are courageous and discarded lives anywhere you go, across diverse economic and political strata.…
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[vid] today i am not turning on the radio
Today I Am Not Turning On The Radio from Westy Reflector
with the kentile sign coming down, figured i’d revisit this lo-fi vid from 2011. shot w/ a nikon d90 during that year’s reconstruction of the smith/9th subway station from a manhattan-bound f-train. the video runs in reverse. coney-island bound is the other side of the tracks.…
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evolution.reflector
Requested today: the origins of “Westy” and “The Reflectors” and why I switched to “Westy Reflector.”
My IRL name is Dave Westreich (“West’-rike,” fwiw). Westy was my nickname through high school and college, because there are a lot of Daves everywhere (cue Kids In The Hall). I wrote and performed a lot in the late 80s and early 90s in NYC on the Brownies+Continental Divide+Bitter End circuit.…
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#lightwalkers
Late one late December day in the late ’00s, on a new-mooned new-years evenight in the Mexican-not-Mayan Riviera, a small vacation coven gathered under soft starlight, poolside on a bluff overlooking an inking Pacific Ocean. As the group’s just-like-grandma’s cake started to kick in, Orion turned away from Earth for a few moments and a twinge of lawlessness neuroscaped through them one by one, in a cascade.…
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#TheMexicanTaxi: Behind The Mexican C*ck
shooting the mexican cock for the mexican taxi network was snarf!
i was in liberation. har mar and chicken didn’t have to pretend; the acting was pure. their natural chemstree really let me focus on shotz.
“el casco de color naranja siempre me amo,” chicken confided in me (i always fall for the one in the orange helmet).…
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i shot @averagecabbage shot me
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Upon landing in sayulita, mx’s international surfport for new years 08/09 and clearing a sleeping customs canine, @AverageCabbage and I had twin parallel urges to explore the airfield until the other 1/2 of our galactic retinue arrived on a later flight. So we devised a plan to avoid security (i.e.,…
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#TheMexicanTaxi: Behind The Mexican Doctor
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#TheMexicanTaxi Out Takes, vol. i
Take #TheMexicanTaxi Outer Borough Car Service for a zipline. “Chicken?”
Adam Had This Idea
Adam had this idea after we bought
our guitars on the beach
to do a record called
Music From Dave’s Couch.
We would release it only on vinyl.
Maybe only press 14 copies.
Now, Adam had never seen my couch
when he suggested all this.
He just knew we could make
a perfect cult record
from a couch.…
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Infinite Destination
Please, don’t end world.
Desert sunrise six twenty one
Rising just like fate
Baby you know this is never the end
If you trust the worldAll I can do is smile
As you soften your eyes
And draw curves with your questions
‘Til there’s nothing left to say but somedayInfinite destination
You’re every dream I ever had
We’re just pilgrims dancing unstuck in time
Infinite destination
Any life you can have
Dancing forever free from timeThe future has its enemies, too
They don’t like people like me; they don’t like people like you
In other words, you got a beautiful attitudeI never take it for granted
How your eyes reverse time
Soft as day breaks and fades the night awayInfinite destination
You’re every dream I ever had
We’re just pilgrims dancing unstuck in time
Infinite destination
Every life you ever had
Dancing forever free from timeInfinite destination
(You’re) every dream I ever have
Just a pilgrim dancing unstuck in time
09.24.2008 9:40a; 02.24.2009 8:00p
Sayulita
everything that’s true is you.
Back in Brooklyn under sleeping trees
And all these thoughts of Mexico
All my dreams they have more meaning here
Cause I’m all alone
With my sleeping treesWe flew into the stars
In you I found faith to let go
And in some other time and space
We’re never apart
We wake up starsI was thinking about how we say good bye
Too few words to cover the truth
You know I will always get lost in your eyes
I want you to know
That I miss you
I want you to knowI know one day you’ll hear this song
Drawing lines that feel the same
We’ll still be riding an endless wave
To a little surfing town, my SayulitaI was thinking about how we say good bye
Too few words to cover the truth
You know I will always get lost in your eyes
I want you to know
That I’ll always love you
I want you to know
Everything that’s trueeverything that’s true is you
everything that’s true is inside you
01.05.2009 10:32am
ok
Every once in a while, I write a dance(able) track.
Enjoy this layer cake.
…You never know just how long you have
Before you go
AwaySo take back life; hide it from view
It will only be us and
the windTimes are down but we’re ok
Lines are down but we’re ok
We’re ok.
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Only Falling Rain
maybe lead guitar maybe not. we got a big sound from
just the drum, bass and rhy gtr and i like the open spaces.
…I will leave it to you to guess what I am thinking
I’ve got a secret and you know I never spill
Maybe I’m a spy.
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Tarjeta Postal Bruja
Postcard Sorceress in Spanish. My mother, Caracas-raised, helped me translate. The Spanish version is more hopeful because in Spanish to be hopeless is to be dead. There’s little language for the gray area. Despair is big in Latin America, but not hopelessness.
Vittorio, on a 2004 car ride from Mexico City to San Miguel de Allende (where we would take a dawn balloon ride), taught me of the bruja en las colinas de la selva y el chupacabra.…
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Postcard Sorceress
i always wanted to write a song about a bruja. this one’s a nod to Manu Chao and Carlos Santana via fastball.
…Nina had a dream when she was younger
Scorpions came over to play
She awoke to find herself with a daughter
And 2 tickets on the Punta Mita trainShe’s got a life
Making jewelry for tourists
Working out of the Revolution Café
She knows there’s no where left to run away
There’s nothing to lose where there’s nothing to gainEvery day Nina stopped to read a notice
Behind a rack of postcards at the café
It said “I will exorcise any demon!”
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