Odalisque

The Decemberists – Odalisque from Castaways and Cutouts (2002) /indie folk pop/
((“When they find you odalisquethey will rend you terriblystitch from stitch til allyour linen and limbs will falllazy lady had a baby girland a sweet sound it maderaised on pradies, peanut shells and dirtin the railroad culdesacand what do we with 10 baby shoesa kit bag full of marblesand a broken billiard cue? what do we do? “
The empty room is covered with a sigh. Through the baffled curtains a still wind rolls. In the centre’s a sturdy chest, its lid hung heavy backward open, spilling out patterned cloths and clothes, buckles, belts and coloured buttons. Yellow ragged-edge black and white photography from a past too weak and too tired to smile. From under the door comes rattling and the frightened painful sound of pleasure. The purity of the empty room trembles like ‘gainst a phobia; its walls are invisible tremors. Blot it out, seek the golden light on the golden floor.))