Friday, May 21, 2010

so immature

It turns out that the sexiest album I own may be Dr. Andrew Weil's Breathing: The Master Key to Self-Healing. The deep rumbling masculine voice with its overlay of Jersey/PA ("find" is "foind"), the "ins" and "outs," the fluttering diaphragms, the whooshy background breathing that reminds me a little of a Teena Marie song, the "stimulating breath" that "increases warmth," tongues all over your mouth, the universe playfully breathing air into's an intense aural experience. Makes a girl giggle and toss her curls.

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