Midnight Radio
Notes on surviving the 21st century and a mixtape delivered ’round midnight on the 1st and 15th of the month.
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Star Demon
Why do some encounters alter our perception while others leave no trace?
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The Studio of Gratifying Discourse
Chanting and humming until language becomes a holy tone.
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Noon Radio
I’ve had more conversations about the human soul in the past six months than the rest of my life combined.
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Neglected Utopian Energy
I'm interested in my dreams because this is where I can hear myself think.
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Return of the Gods
"I guess the real question is: Does God believe in Himself?"
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Conversations With the Drum
Create routines so they can be abandoned.
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Bodies Without Organs
Art, life, and death in a very special (and fun) episode with Candy Chang.
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Night Flight to Vienna
Practicing the lectio divina with a deep winter chug.
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Darkly Euphoric
On spite, lost futures, and the playlist as communion—with a Very Special Guest
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First Things
Three songs that possess the righteously serene energy I fantasize about cultivating in the first minutes of a new year.
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Holiday Lullaby
Robot love and the glory of reverb
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Slow Gold
Egg foo young, tornados, suffering, and short-circuiting the algorithm.
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Absorb the Poison
An ode to Michael Clayton and the giddy illusion of renewal before death.
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The Heart Keeps Time
Notes on time and strangeness, plus an hour-long soundtrack for Grace Wang’s photography exhibition.
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Hallucination Soundtrack
Revelations and mental rearrangements only seem to occur when I’m not paying attention.
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Autumn Chrome
A chromatic megamix so glossy it’s nearly lacquered—plus notes on the Mariana Trench and unbearable weather.
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The Stellar Sphere
Let’s focus on the new.
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Six Broken Dreams
Twenty-three minutes of chatter that drifts in and out of focus, echoing and looping like dreams tend to do.
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Untitled Heat
Hunting for freedom through repetition.
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Remembering Lake Superior
You can feel the geography shift when you see all that big pine and cold water.
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Mirror Games
Here I am, astral projecting in 1983 to bring you five sun-bleached slabs of summertime music.
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Ghosts and Gods
At some point the screen became the world and now we’re haunting it.
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Escape from Death Prom
The ghosts of old standards, summoned for whatever comes next.
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Desire Is a Demon
There’s something within me that will never be satisfied or understood—and this is how it should be.
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Dreamland
The first gods were probably born in dreams.
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Destroyer of Obstacles
An offering of static and fire.
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Dead Trees Bloom Flowers
Bad fortunes are tied to a rack while a Buddhist chant bleeds through my favorite song of the year.
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Exit the Tiger
High walls surround the Confucian temple because you must work for the knowledge within.
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The Obsidian Turtle Governs the North
Broadcasting from somewhere between the bells of a temple and the heat of a night market.
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The Red Curtain
A tribute to David Lynch that roams through ruined ballads and slow-motion noir.
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Return to Death Prom
Where the reverb is heavy and the souls are haunted.
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Slow Vessels
I’m returning to my spiritual practice of slowing my favorite songs down to a crawl.
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Strange Shapes in the Night
Dedicated to the great American tradition of speaking to the heavens through car-wreck calendars and junkyard rockets.
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Holy Ruins
Some wobbly loops from T. Rex and Roxy Music, a static-ridden visitation from Nancy Sinatra, and other moments of holy imperfection.
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Professional Holiday Party
Five joyous classics from Chicago, Detroit, and Berlin. Sing along: “If snow was black, I’d wear black shades and drive a black car.”
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The Heart Accumulates Microcracks
A Very Kind Listener requested a soundtrack to accommodate a slowly breaking heart.
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Brutal Times
Because true freedom is not thinking about the president every day.
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There Will Be No Armageddon
As we teeter on the edge of several unpleasant possible futures, here are five of the most reassuring songs I know.
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Monochrome Candy
A soundtrack for Candy Chang to paint to.
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Two Million Miles to Earth
Embrace speed. Groove on distraction. Let my thoughts get garbled and strange. Find god in the liquid crystal glow.
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Five Early Autumn Classics
Analog media is better for hauntings.
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The Tannhäuser Gate
Anything worthwhile rests on a knife’s edge like the delicate art of falling asleep.
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Slow Machines
Slowing down my favorite songs has become a spiritual practice.
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Night Drive
I feel a bit better each day, even though the world feels a little more insane.
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Death Prom
It’s tempting to classify Death Prom as mere nostalgia, but it is a complicated haunting.
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Heatwave
Five songs that work best during a heatwave.