mixed up animals

so múm was on tuesday at the bluebird and i went, hoping for a repeat of the religious sigur ros experience last year. Deliberate decelerated electric sugar. a little too much, my teeth ached after the show. and my eyes watered from yawning through the night. Then my lack of veneration made me feel affected and artless, because the people by stage looked as though an evangelical preacher just exorcised all their demons. They showed their gratitude for redemption by buying t shirts and cds at the merch table.
music tells no truths.
also, i finished american gods in two days. this is probably why everything i write or think seems tainted with pagan theology. It will pass soon, because i just got McSweeneys issue 13 and Adrienne Tomine's scrapbook: uncollected work: 1990-2004. from sci fi to graphic novels... too cool. no wonder i got the hermit card in my last tarot reading.