Book of Saturday, ch. 5 — Thorax

“Ever stood in front of a mirror and not recognise yourself?”

Crow

Jazz

You don’t suspect my life’s a mess, you probably think it’s groovy
Meeting people everyday and see some place abroad
And I admit that when the time is right it can be quite a laugh
But you know, that’s not often.
Eventually, I think that you will agree
I’m only putting lines out and shifting gears, missing years disappear
As for you I couldn’t bear to think of it

Hatfield & The North, “Fitter Stoke has a Bath”

(NOMOS?)

Malaxe

Malaxe
Le cœur de l’automate
Malaxe
Malaxe les omoplates
Malaxe le thorax

Alain Bashung, “Malaxe”

You

You’ve got a very soft vision of art
You’ve got a deficit disorder of heart
Thes are the wings of an endangered drum pattern
This is the flight of the hapless, you’ve got it all backwards

DJ Krush, “Vision of Art” feat. Company Flow

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