Monday, September 2, 2013


David Lynch has always fascinated me with his rusty gate drawl, Terence Stamp-on-a-bad-day hair, permanently buttoned collar, bizarre art tendencies, transcendental meditation interests, ambiguous, unnerving films and now his music. I'm loving his new album The Big Dream (Tricky meets Tom Waits and Brian Eno in a middle-American industrial town gone to waste). LJ, 3 September 2013.

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