Flying Lotus - “Never Catch Me” (feat. Kendrick Lamar).
And speaking of Steve Gunn, I’m going to leave a few photos and vignettes (for simplicity’s sake) of my time at Transfigurations II in Marshall, NC last week:
- Sitting with a couple hundred people in an old high school auditorium with paper lanterns decorating the ceiling listening to Mount Eerie sing of the Northwest, pumpkins, coffee, and walks the through the trees. The audience was completely silent and memorized.
- Lying in the grass, Steve Gunn’s soft guitar tones, drifting in and out of a midafternoon dreamscape, eyes skyward, clouds gliding over the hills
- Overexposure to North Carolina summer sun, remedied by beer
- Me standing ankle deep in the French Broad River being all introspective as two dudes washed each other’s hair next to me
- Sitting under a tree at dusk. Sound of crickets, rush of the stream, Little Wings singing. The collective realization of everyone surrounding me about how surreal and special the moment was
Steve Gunn - Way Out Weather
This new video is perfect. Such a dreamy song soundtracking a motorcycle ride through Mongolia
The New Pornographers - Backstairs
When you are washing the dishes, washing the dishes must be the most important thing in your life. Just as when you are drinking tea, drinking tea must be the most important thing in your life. Drink your tea slowly and reverently, as if it is the axis on which the whole world revolves—slowly, evenly, without rushing toward the future. Live the actual moment. Only this actual moment is life.
Hiss Golden Messenger - Brother, Do You Know the Road?
Source: SoundCloud / MergeRecords
"Sleepwalker" - Moon Duo
Akron/Family - River
I floated down the Chattahoochee River a couple weeks ago. It was a perfect Georgia day. The August afternoon sun’s warmth, a beer in hand, the endless trees along the banks slowly gliding by, and my sense of time’s passage slowing to a near standstill. All the meanwhile, this song was constantly repeating itself in my mind.
Source: SoundCloud / Akron/Family
After longer stints of being in nature alone for seven days or more, with the intention of experiencing a rite of passage, I feel as if I have shed the wariness of the world and become buoyant. All of my senses are heightened, my purpose rekindled and I regularly come away with a shift in my perspective on life.
As I spend more time camping out under the stars, I begin to ponder big questions either on my own or with friends I take trips with. I’m reminded of how vital it is to conserve wild places like the ones I find myself in for future generations to enjoy. All of the responsibilities of my city life seem entirely insignificant when standing at the top of an exposed peak, surveying gorgeous cliffs, valleys, waterfalls and rivers beneath, with my house literally strapped to my back. The wind flushes rejuvenating oxygen into my body and replaces my everyday stresses with a bolstered sense of confidence.