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Modest Mouse - Bukowski.
September 2009
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Belle & Sebastian - Another Sunny Day.
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The National - Slow Show (“The Virginia EP” Version).
“Wanna be a blank slate, wanna wear a white cape. Wanna tackle young girls off their beautiful boyfriends.”
I woke up from a great nap today with this song in my head.
Buy your candy, soda and booze today!
Just a public service announcement for Chicagoans (and, I suppose, all of Illinois):
Starting tomorrow, Sept. 1, the sales tax goes up on all of these items. More details here.
Interesting exemption though: Twix bars won’t be taxed at the new high rate!
August 2009
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The New Pornographers - Adventures in Solitude.
Balancing on one wounded wing, circling the edge of the never-ending. The best of the vanished marvels have gathered inside your door.
More than begin, but less than forget. But spirits born from the not happened yet, gathering there to pay off a debt brought back from the wars.
We thought we lost you. Welcome back.
Sleeping for years. Pick through what is left through the pieces that fell and rose from the depth, from the rainwater well — deep as a secret nobody knows.
Less than forget, but more than begun: these adventures in solitude never done, to the names of our wounds. We send the same blood back from the wars.
We thought we lost you. It will all come back
I know you want to run far away from one more, and that it’s comin’ at a bad time. Some cold place, heartless ways, for all we know…
I know you need to breathe through, come back, come too, but it’s comin’ at a bad time. Tangled day, for all we know.
I know you want to run far away from one more, and that’s comin’ at a bad time. Some cold race, heartless ways, for all we know…
I know you want to breathe through, come back, come too, but it’s comin’ at a bad time. Old scarred face, survivor’s guilt, for all we know…
I'm watching anime that I missed on YouTube at 5:30am.
Yes, I am a nerd. And yeah, I like Williamsburg a lot. More like a cooler Logan Square or a less obnoxious Wicker Park.
please tell me I’m not the only one in the world whos eyelashes attack them on a daily basis.
It’s you, Oscar.
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The Fiery Furnaces - Smelling Cigarettes.
“Very much vodka and too much tequila: those are the ways I learned to deal. Across against the light and the sleet scalds my sight, stunned I stayed put and a billboard truck runs over my foot. So things are really hopping; and my unemployment’s stopping; and my kitty cat’s copping; and I need to forget. So I go to the window and smell a cigarette.”
My life defined.
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The Strokes - What Ever Happened?
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Calvin Harris - Ready for the Weekend.
“Oooh, I put on my shoes and I’m ready for the weekend.”
Aren’t we all ready for the weekend already? I know Calvin Harris always is, and he’s always ready to charm some unsuspecting indie girl into his hotel room because that’s the kind of guy Calvin Harris appears to be.
