The Playlist Project: Our Personal TV Theme Songs
July 8, 2015
Paste
Madison Rozakos
In light of the True Detective hole I’ve crawled into, enter Madison Rozakos with weary sensibility and a penchant for leather, featuring Robert Plant and Alison Krauss’ cover of “Nothin’” by Townes Van Zandt.
I’m on a motorcycle, priding my moral graininess between my shoulder blades with a patch that reads “Your Future Organ Donor,” while kicking up rock almost as quickly as your mother’s disapproval. I dump the clutch, the sun tumbles over the Bonneville Salt Flats and a honey-dipped fiddle wails in contempt like an incurable malady. I’ve a nickname and it’s something hard like Virginia or Val. I’ve got pain, and it ain’t singular. The pale of my skin’s “Nothin’” but a controlled violence. It looks good in the darkness— kind of like the one I’m pushing now.
I’m on a motorcycle, priding my moral graininess between my shoulder blades with a patch that reads “Your Future Organ Donor,” while kicking up rock almost as quickly as your mother’s disapproval. I dump the clutch, the sun tumbles over the Bonneville Salt Flats and a honey-dipped fiddle wails in contempt like an incurable malady. I’ve a nickname and it’s something hard like Virginia or Val. I’ve got pain, and it ain’t singular. The pale of my skin’s “Nothin’” but a controlled violence. It looks good in the darkness— kind of like the one I’m pushing now.