In The Attic

Pure black coffee no sugar

My pot of rice boiled over and it looks like the perverts artwork

Katoh Naoyuki

it is truly so pathetic how much america hates women

thank you for all the love on punish ♡

i wrote this song after a drive down to miami on a very dreary day last december with my best friend. we had to get off the interstate because my tire was about to explode and wound up driving down the highway towards lake okechobee taking random side roads every now and then for fun. we stumbled across a tiny community called miracle village near the edge of the lake and it was a very eerie experience. i wondered what it must feel like, to live there alone on what felt like the edge of the earth with the most shame you could possibly carry as a human being.

i recorded half of punish on my phone. the piano, the creaks of a swing set in the park in the middle of the night, the backing vocals. i wanted it to feel up close and personal, almost inappropriate. i made quite a few different versions of it before i settled on this one. i’m glad it resonates with all of you. i took this pic the night i wrote it :)

thank u all for listening! ♡

extend, antony gormley (2013)