Showing posts with label psychic deadness=no heat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label psychic deadness=no heat. Show all posts

Friday, 30 May 2008

Real emotional trash

cold-son

OK, Malkmus-solo will never be as good as he used to be in a band, but some of the tracks on the new album hit the spot. Cold Son has a chorus good enough to inspire a drawing or two, and Out of Reaches grabs at my heartstrings every time I listen to it.

For some reason, whilst drawing this, I felt I needed a Joshua tree in the frame. Only after finishing the piece did I have a wee look at the mythology surrounding Yucca brevifolia and it turns out to be remarkably apt. Almost makes one want to become a Jungian. Almost.