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all photos: Ryan Kelly

brief words: Shauna Alexander

I’m not going to lie, every time I see Thurston Moore strap on his guitar, I get a bit weak in the knees.  Maybe it’s the way his comically long limbs sort of swing about as he strums (fast or slow), or maybe it’s the gentle toss of his shaggy coif that triggers electric jolts to start pulsating through my body.  Maybe it’s just the fact that he’s a legend — one that helped form my identity from before I could decipher what was good and what was bad in the world of music.  Regardless, Thurston never disappoints.

Chelsea Light Moving

Chelsea Light Moving is the perfect outlet for Moore, in a post-Sonic Youth world.  Don’t get me wrong, Moore’s been busy in the wake of the breakup that shook the stoner punk world by storm.  His solo record, Demolished Thoughts, haunted my brain for months (still does on certain somber, gray days).  But Chelsea Light Moving is more “Anti-Orgasm” than “Benediction,” while retaining all the art house intellectualism that came with a solo Moore.  No matter the weight of the risk, the reward is always greater when one of your idols knocks it out of the park.  IN THURSTON I TRUST.

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