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June 2009 
Those Who Know The Way
Posted on Jan 5th, 2009
by 
Sooj
Sooj
Prepare to fall in lust with a book you can only crave until Mardi Gras.
Catherynne maintains that her muse and mine have been dating for quite some time now (The two Orphan's Tales tie-in albums I have made are plenty indication--see http://www.skinnywhitechick.com/music.php ). I don't blame them at all. My muse continues to come back to me after long, sordid adventures abroad with her lover to whisper new and fantastical music in my ear and firmly connect my hands and body with laptop, headphones, guitar, microphone....so I can only imagine that the sex they have is mind-blowing. If there is a city where our two muses keep their summer home, I think it might be a good bit like Catherynne's Palimpsest.
This is what started all of the new schemes and dreams I have been working on this past month, folks--the train, the electronica, the tour I'm taking with Catherynne this spring. "It feels so strange to be planning a book tour without you," she said to me, many months ago. "You don't have to," I replied. And here we are, exalting this incredible, sensual thing. Please do make sure you get a copy, so that all the city's secrets may unfold for you, wash over you, get under your skin.
The song here is my own "We Are Shangri-La" which was written about Black Rock City, but which embraces Palimpsest with its full heart. Enjoy. Savor. Prepare.
and do check that sneaky url at the end to see what the hell it's about.
Palimpsest Trailer
Catherynne maintains that her muse and mine have been dating for quite some time now (The two Orphan's Tales tie-in albums I have made are plenty indication--see http://www.skinnywhitechick.com/music.php ). I don't blame them at all. My muse continues to come back to me after long, sordid adventures abroad with her lover to whisper new and fantastical music in my ear and firmly connect my hands and body with laptop, headphones, guitar, microphone....so I can only imagine that the sex they have is mind-blowing. If there is a city where our two muses keep their summer home, I think it might be a good bit like Catherynne's Palimpsest.
This is what started all of the new schemes and dreams I have been working on this past month, folks--the train, the electronica, the tour I'm taking with Catherynne this spring. "It feels so strange to be planning a book tour without you," she said to me, many months ago. "You don't have to," I replied. And here we are, exalting this incredible, sensual thing. Please do make sure you get a copy, so that all the city's secrets may unfold for you, wash over you, get under your skin.
The song here is my own "We Are Shangri-La" which was written about Black Rock City, but which embraces Palimpsest with its full heart. Enjoy. Savor. Prepare.
and do check that sneaky url at the end to see what the hell it's about.
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