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Between thorny and immaterial, Heaven became them in the cold luminous light of Nephilim exacting double-exposure on celluloid.
Intimacy, the skeining of desire, bound by recourse.
What qualifies as an artistic wet dream for me: David Lynch remixing Agnes Obel’s “Fuel to the Fire.” The tune is like mainlining dark chocolate with hints of winter and opium. Listen here.