Friendly reminder: There's still no cure for space madness.
Mastodon ~ Oblivion
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Friendly reminder: There's still no cure for space madness.
Mastodon ~ Oblivion
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And here is what it sounds like in an actual rocketship blasting off to space,
Old Man Gloom ~ Regain / Rejoin
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from the album NO
And this is what it sounds like getting baked on a hide-a-bed in your mom's basement with your rocketscientist besties, talkin all about building that rocketship,
Black Sabbath ~ Into the Void
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...and this is what it sounds like after Steve's pulled out the hide-a-bed and Nat picks up the acoustic and begins to noodle while you're describing your industrial accident in deeper and more pitiable detail as a sort of apology for not being able to see the whole rocketship plan through, and Nicky wants to remind you not to end your sentence with a preposition, but you're on the verge of tears as Steve's falsetto ramps up, so figures you can do without,
Black Sabbath ~ Planet Caravan
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And this is what it sounds like. Nicky says nighty night and turns out the light on the way to your bedroom. Beside you on the hide-a-bed Steve's already breathing deep and slow and you want to ask Nat if she wants to shave his eyebrows, but she's a tiny body faraway, fixed in the easy chair with that massive guitar, blindly twinkling this far out piece, and you don't want to ruin the moment, and you don't want to sleep. You're drifting further and further from anything resembling intention or sense. It's so dark. And then she shifts into overdrive, and you're not here,
Mastodon ~ Stargasm
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β€οΈβπ₯"Locked in a dance, surrounding the moon..."
~ Mastodon, "Stargasm"
PS--you're on fire
"Why is it so goddamn hard
West End Motel ~ Bite (the Hand, early live shot)
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Wanting more...
Had to learn to love Brent's vocals (even when he's tearing it up in Mastodon). The above seduced me. Don't know a ton about him but he's a guitar/creative singularity.
Here's the shiny version avec guitar solo,
West End Motel ~ Bite
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PS--fuck you Googtoob for doling up THEE choicest list of Brent Hinds's autre chunes to suit me sudden-if-lated melancholy. This was supposed to be a outerspace conceit. Let me mourn on my terms, fuckface. Je pleur. Weirdly but wetly.
Captain's log, donnez moi les concombres, s'il vous plais,
Imagine,
Marcus King feat. Brent Hinds ~ Electric Funeral
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My kingdom for a hide-a-bed,
Mastodon ~ Live at the Georgia Aquarium (2021)
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