- Basic Channel
In January of 1995, I snuck out alone to St. Andrew’s Hall, where the militant thump of "Phylyps Trak II" drew me upstairs to the dark third floor. I’d never seen humanity like this: club kids in overalls, drag queens in chartreuse wigs, a man in a three-piece suit—all lock-stepping in a grid, their heads bowed before the bassbin like an altar, which I suppose it was. - Bohren & Der Club of Gore - Midnight Radio
A slow-motion masterpiece from 1995, and the namesake of my newsletter. - Candy Chang
Number one inspiration station. - Chili oil
Just the oil. No need for the flakes. - Datacide - Flowerhead
Atom Heart & Tetsu Inoue's drowsy low-end opus that comforted me thirty years ago and still soothes me today. - Fall of Civilizations
I fall asleep to an episode every night at 75% speed. It's absolutely worth $3 per month to support Paul's brilliant work and nix the YouTube fuckery. Start with Carthage, but be forewarned: it's a heartbreak. - Index cards in at least seven colors
Because this is how I structure my days. - Kimchi fried rice at Ming Ga
- Leuchtturm1917 Notebook
Paperback B6+ dotted softcover, 123 pages. Black. Seeing the Brian Eno documentary in which he uses his notebook in landscape mode was life-changing for me. That's why he's a genius and I'm not. - Michael Clayton
A fine-grained collision between existential anxiety and end-game capitalism, and a masterclass in dialogue. The first three minutes might be my favorite opening scene in cinema: cosmic horror soundtracking the ultramundane.

- Rod Modell & Taka Noda - Glow World
Like mainlining every David Lynch film at half speed. - Midwife
Madeline Johnston’s voice sounds like it’s fighting its way through the static on a radio in the kitchen of a different decade. This is beautiful vapor, the afterimage of a flashbulb popping off after the encore of a band that littered the stage with only the finest reverb pedals. - My Spiritualized t-shirt
It's so soft. - Peanut butter
In all of its glorious formats. - Temple Ov Saturn
Joan Pope’s music is hypnotic, even compulsive, and sounds like an incantation that threatens to summon something ominous, which might help us prepare for the days ahead. - Topo Chico
Fact: the Topo Chico that comes in clear glass bottles tastes better than the green-tinted bottles. - Zebra Sarasa 0.4 mm Gel Pen
Keep it simple: black ink/black body.
