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Your Very Own Bus

Something I wrote in my diary in 2004, but not as a song lyric, and now inspired one. If you take public transportation you tend to see the same people for years--and then you don't. (Alas, the Tragic Bus ). The corollary is the mercurial nature of relationships.

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Russians

Lascaux

Thousands of Tiny Cuts (Cats)

Wax Museum

October Rhythms

Frequency Holder

October 15ths

Victorian Flowers/Chungking Express

The Loop

Reactionarium

Idea To Product

30000 Years

First Map of the Sky

Photographs For Music

September Seconds

Urgency of Now (August 28ths)

Tableau Vivant

Function Before Form

Atomic Disease

8/8/2000 Dream

Blue Sequin Dress

Not Guilty

Language Of The Wood

Only For The Action

Drift To Today

L'Atalante

So Far

Sounds True

She's A Star

Behavior As A Structure

Oh Darling

200 Years

Torrential Rain

Gabrielle

Sonya

Heaven As Home (Solstice Song)

Carmel

Adirondack Wilderness

Vault of the Sky

Acorns

Tomorrow Never Knows

On The Cusp

Gathering Stones

Anacruses

Westwood

Look of Evil

Ava

'62 Chrysler

May 13, 1977

All Together Now

Know The Facts

At The CCC

Western Sky