Here Comes The Black Moon… indeed. Post-rock… okay. And to be fair, it’s not really rock but there has to be a name for everything, right? It’s heavy shit though, for sure. It’s got it’s own gravity out here in this first full day of fall dark chilly morning. It’s posted up here for a reason. It measures up to the ongoing sense that the shit is about to hit the fan. Very big pieces of shit in a very big fan too! That’s how it feels anyway. And it feels validating that people are expressing this sense of foreboding through art and music. It lets me know that I haven’t completely lost it. That I’m not truly on my own out here in this mess.
I’m going to leave this here without much further comment. There isn’t a lot to say. Anyone can read the news the same as I can. Take from that what you will. You’ll get no special insights from me. I’m as baffled and disappointed as anyone so I’m not going to be much help to anyone who is also trying to make sense of any of the shit out there. Shit that you might see today. Shit that you will have to navigate.