Thursday 14th October 2010

CLOUDY BUSEY – “POUND YOUR TOWN TO HELL”

When I think of the future, I think of nothing tangible. Only of time and my own age in relation to it. For when I think of the future, I am always there. I am part of the future.

And I wonder, when I am in the future, will I look back in equally abstract and solipsistic ways? Will I think of the past only as a linear line of now apparently sequenced events that lead to this moment I stand in? Or will the past be attached to very real things, in all their physical glory, horror, tedium? And in all this, will the past lie to me, like the future will lie to me when one day I am not in it?

At least now I know what all this mess will sound like.

“Pound Your Town To Hell” is a somnambulist waltz through a past I have no idea whether I experienced, leading me to a future, in nearly 6 minutes time, where I’m older and filled with ideas and memories that were never mine, but soon become so.

“Pound Your Town To Hell” is one long seductive lie that can’t help but be told over and over again.

DOWNLOAD: Cloudy Busey – “Pound Your Town to Hell”

(Photo: Lieven Lahayes)