This is my bone structure.
I've decided that somewhere in what I see physically my brain is being carried along with it, my hypothalmus, my grey matter and so maybe soon I will see myself in my own face.
Agh! Years of selfhate makes it impossible for me to make a decent face when someone else has their camera around my face, what to do? what expression does she want? where is her space? where is this going?
Last night I wanted to combine hip hop, click clacks, sped up Enya beats with Mogwai-Gizmo-Gremlin shoegaze and harp music, add some violin, some mandolin, a sitar, drum machine, keyboard, take out the chords of his brain combined with her voice and her guitar slides, the love of minds in music.
But I couldn't.
The 40 boyz and MF DOOM are the Male versions of Stereolab. Is what I decided last night.