Tucker Theodore
To Make the Sun Hurt cassette
available from antiquatedfuture.com
This incident might be from another lifetime. Perhaps it was sometime in the
1990’s. A man in the apartment next door is fiddling with an amplifier and an
old tape recorder. You hear his howls through the wall. Maybe he’s been
listening to Bonnie Prince Billie. Maybe he’s secretly Jandek. You don’t know
him very well, you mumble "hi" to him at the mailbox & don’t make eye contact.
At one point he starts whistling along with the thrum of his guitar. His voice
sounds like it’s echoing out of a coal mine. The batteries run down in the tape
recorder and he stops singing. You’re not sure what you just overheard, yet it
haunts you like surrealistic dreams of clouds.
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