Feel Good Lost

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I'm been propped up in the sun the past few days, living and thinking at a woozy pace, nursing a heavy heart and listening to these cassettes I grabbed in my travels around Africa. They sound absolutely crazy, all rackety and completely unhinged like a wobbly, colourful dragon float running to and fro down the street during the Chinese New Year. I'm thinking to try and get them on the computer somehow from cassette in order to a mix series about crazy sounds but I don't know. Wishful thinking floats around everywhere here at the beach, where ease is king and the pace is even slower when the sun is burning everyone out and forcing their slow retreat back inside. I'm reading almost five books at a time now. What's catching my mind's eye is this book about the history of America, starting from the early explorer's to the end of WWII. It's absolutely humbling to read about the great men that influenced the upstart of this nation. Some of them were pretty bonkers of the sly. Benjamin Franklin actually was a deist and Thomas Jefferson was an ardent naturalist. At a 1962 dinner for 49 Nobel laureates, President John F. Kennedy quipped that the event was "the most extraordinary collection of talent, of human knowledge, that has ever gathered at the White House, with the possible exception of when Thomas Jefferson dined alone." The precedent that America set was unlike anything the world had ever seen. Science, talent, and courage were suddenly held in higher esteem in the governing bodies than rank and birth, all thanks to the collective conscience of a few extraordinary individuals. The United States of America is the greatest country in the world, seen even here in Florida where America goes to die. Speaking of extraordinary individuals, check out the thought processing of my man over at The Future Looks. He moves and shakes and he's dangerous. Don't hesitate. Also, yall gotta listen to Harlem. These boys hold it together pretty well for bros that probably take too many pills and rage on the beach to the psychedelic sounds of the 13th Floor Elevators or to the deep reverbery surf snafu of the Deltones. 

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Harlem-Gay Human Bones.