akeem
July 2009
42 posts
“While my mother grocery-shopped, I would often loiter near the front of the store. It was my hope that some wealthy couple would stuff me into the trunk of their car. They might torture me for an hour or two, but after learning that I was good with an iron, surely they would remove my shackles and embrace me as one of their own.
“Any takers?” my mother would ask, wheeling her loaded grocery cart out into the parking lot.” —David Sedaris, Chipped Beef
“Any takers?” my mother would ask, wheeling her loaded grocery cart out into the parking lot.” —David Sedaris, Chipped Beef
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Yeasayer - Tightrope
But then I go again, wishing never solved the problem
If you wanna get it big time, go ahead and get it get it big time
Please picture me dancing around drunk in the rain and you might understand why I can easily say that I experienced an eternal moment when I heard this song played live
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Björk - Hyper-ballad
It’s become a habit - a way to start the day
classic Björk.
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The Flaming Lips - She Don’t Use Jelly.
“I know a girl who thinks of ghosts. She’ll make ya breakfast, she’ll make ya toast. She don’t use butter, she don’t use cheese. She don’t use jelly or any of these. She uses Vaseline.”
If you were at Chicago’s Pitchfork Music Festival yesterday, REMEMBER THIS. Good golly, Ms. Molly — what an awesome set.
As for the song, I’ve tried Vaseline and toast. Quite the experience.
I’d have to say that my personal highlight was when the entire band emerged from a giant psychedelic vagina.
