I think about a world to come where the books were found by the golden ones, written in pain, written in awe by a puzzled man who questioned, "What are we here for?" All the strangers came today and it looks as though they're here to stay.

-David Bowie "Oh! You Pretty Things"

Friday, February 25, 2011

Cavemengo Anecdotes - Arthur

I keep mine short and sweet: irreverence is not the opposite of reverence, it is its better looking but possibly involved cousin from out of town that you wish would switch spots with the local. You know that cousin--the one you only introduce your friends to if they'll admit you're the one who hooked them up. The irreverent challenges while loving simultaneously, obscures by scrutinizing, and is loyal in it's analysis.

Here's to years more of Caveman Go and its foxy appeal as the obtainable mystery seeking ambiguous orthodoxy in the world outside pop.

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