Wednesday, February 07, 2007
coast to coast: because it seems to be the only elliott smith song you've ever heard! not to mention its pretty fitting as an opening song.
this is what i do: because rhett is your favorite and this is my favorite rhett
jack-ass: you like beck yes? my favorite beck song
the hand that rocks the cradle: my hand best be the only one rocking your cradle...lolish
honey in my tea: because you put the, even though we agree tea tastes like piss. your favorite rhett i believe
modern girl: because you are
the hives introduce the metric system in time: ummmm it rocks me
cheating on you: alex kapranos' accent
she's lost total control: ahh ryan, ahhh llor & kcor...thats challenging, to do that backwards.
campaign of hate: rich kids dressing like theyre poor ohmygud. the contrast of our heights is not unlike peter and kate's.
y control: we love that video
book of poems: it sits well towards the end, but i do mean it, i dooo
bad weekend: cos its never a bad weekend really, we love pop culture, we love art brut, we love british accents
i get along: ahh the intensity, the desperation, and carl barat. pete was too fucked up to make the video shoot
oh man, golden lights.
this is what i do: because rhett is your favorite and this is my favorite rhett
jack-ass: you like beck yes? my favorite beck song
the hand that rocks the cradle: my hand best be the only one rocking your cradle...lolish
honey in my tea: because you put the, even though we agree tea tastes like piss. your favorite rhett i believe
modern girl: because you are
the hives introduce the metric system in time: ummmm it rocks me
cheating on you: alex kapranos' accent
she's lost total control: ahh ryan, ahhh llor & kcor...thats challenging, to do that backwards.
campaign of hate: rich kids dressing like theyre poor ohmygud. the contrast of our heights is not unlike peter and kate's.
y control: we love that video
book of poems: it sits well towards the end, but i do mean it, i dooo
bad weekend: cos its never a bad weekend really, we love pop culture, we love art brut, we love british accents
i get along: ahh the intensity, the desperation, and carl barat. pete was too fucked up to make the video shoot
oh man, golden lights.
Sunday, February 04, 2007
the knife
silent shout is pop music for the nightmare set. it sounds perverse all over and spills black matte paint from your speaker cones and headphones, shrouding you in some shitty sensation like the damp of your grave/cave/mother's womb. not for the faint of heart. what it probably is good for is the half year sweden is bathed in darkness (i think?).
