APC, black lab & lohner

i believe in runners' highs.

sure, i've read evidence to the contrary, experts dismissing them as simple endorphin spikes that can occur anywhere, during any activity, but i submit there's something special about running, something i've never felt riding or swimming, climbing or skiing, or throwing steak-knives at my cats. the experience that most closely approximates that feeling is listening to music, or reading prose or poetry where, for a couple fleeting moments, all the pieces drop together and everything connects. seraphim hum in the heavens, string theory makes sense, and john lennon's still alive.

i said it was fleeting.

anyway, i had one of those moments this morning, on the treadmill of all places. 15min into an easy 50min run, rolling along at a 7:40min mile pace, i felt the hairs on my arms begin to prickle as the high settled in. my stride seemed effortless and fluid. i was utterly relaxed and felt like i could run forever. i left the Western Family YMCA and went somewhere else. sure the high gradually wore off, dropping me back into a reality of gossipy rattlemouths, out-of-order water fountains and lockerrooms that smell like urine; but it's these runs, the handful a year, that make the others worthwhile.

do non-runners get this feeling? i wish i could bottle and share it, but i can't, so here's some music instead. who invented music? was it some dude just out of the sea who started humming a ditty? but wait, which comes first -- the ditty or the humming of it? fuck if i know.

this is the good shit, champs:

• an acoustic version of APC's 3 libras. i love the violin and i love the way maynard wraps his voice around the line and here i am expecting just a little bit too much from the wounded.



• black lab's weightless, from the new cd passion leaves a trace. speaking of voices, i can only describe paul durham's as langorous, like amy lee's of evanescence. they both fill out out a vocal track like beyonce fills out a pair of sevens.



• finally, because there has to be lohner, here's counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums, DLo's remix of APC's pet. is that the new NIN? - d asked, squinching up his face in distaste. if it turns D off it's probably good stuff. no it's not, but you can feel the little reznor bleeding through. which was lost on him too.

jesus i love music.