From the Teen Dream Record Bin

It's almost undeniable that sometime in your life you're going to be very affected by a person's art. You do have a soul right? Well there are many things in terms of music, literature, and movies that I have been turned on and tuned in to, always (ofcourse) in my most desperate hours, by Max G. Morton. Be it through the way he writes or the suggestions he had been kind enough to reply with in my fanboy emails. I'll spare coating the halls of this post with any more sticky and suspect, sweet substances. If you never got a chance to get a copy of his book, well you'll just have to wait for the next one and hopefully not blow it. I wrote him a letter tonight after reading his liner notes for the beautiful Milk N' Cookies repress I received in the mail today from Radio Heartbeat Records. It really touched me so I felt like sharing with him what got stuck in my heart tonight. I guess i'm going to share those words with whom ever reads this. If you're lucky enough to be able to speak with someone who captures your much divided attention, it seems rare when someone you look upto isn't a hellish cunt who makes you wish you never enjoyed anything they were ever involved with. This is a rare case. I suppose the stars seems lucky to me tonight. Sometimes these things come at the perfect time. I'll take advantage of it while it lasts, because we all know it never does.

there's a heart on your steel toed boot

Hey Max. I'll attempt, despite glazed mesmerized eyes, to keep this a focused letter. I just received my Milk N' Cookies repress in the mail today from Radio Heartbeat Records. I had honestly forgot I even ordered it, press kit and all. After finding that original import copy, I slept comfortably in those dreamy black grooves for a very very long time. Kinda worried I was going to wear out the holy grail. The repress is so striking and the songs I had never heard before are still playing as I write this. Skipping over all the amazing things that came with press kit, I really just wanted to say your liner notes are very emotional and far too dreamy. It seems prefect like nothing else could or should anymore. Brilliant. Wolf hearted howls and all. I'm sure I never would have heard of them if it wasn't for you. Much like alot of the things that spin in my room at various speeds and times of night. I almost always felt undeserved and far too lucky to find an original copy and your words make me cherish it all the more. There is a clear winner in this moment of the the ongoing debate that amounts to "fuck material possessions" vs. adoring vinyl and all the bragging rights that come with elusive gems. It's surely a crown jewel. As always, I'll lay down whatever imagined cool i have, to say in a fan boy way, your writing is amazing. I owe you alot, but you're really just doing it for yourself and it's appreciated by weird people on weird levels. So thanks, as always, for adding the much needed glow and glitter to the doom and gloom. I can only imagine what hrtwrm23 is going to do to my world. I hope this finds you well in heart and health. But if not, I'm sure you're still making your way through it. The bright nights and dark days.

sincerely and such,

xo
Bryan