BONNIE Ain't you ashamed? Tryin' to steal an old lady's automobile. CLYDE I been thinkin' about buyin' me one. BONNIE Bull. You ain't got money for dinner, let alone buy no car. CLYDE Now I got enough money for cokes, and since it don't look like you're gonna invite me inside-- BONNIE You'd steal the dining room table if I did. CLYDE Come to town with me, then. How'd that be? BONNIE Goin' to work anyway.

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Throw aggi off the bridge


I fell like I can post another of these because I know you're not reading them.


Speeding Motorcycle by Daniel Johnston

because he's so cute and manic depressive but came up with yet another way of describing love

Sour Times by Portishead

because it could be so good and it is and no one really knows for sure how to pronounce it

Pure Morning by Placebo

because of the drums and the voice and the rhymes like indeed and weed and japanese and breasts and test

Jesus by The Velvet Underground

because it's perfect and sincere and beautiful and you don't have to be a tele-evangelist to believe in jesus

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Kissability




I like listening to music, and for some reason I feel like I have to tell you all about it, I can't keep it in my own hand for too long without wanting to share it with you.


Here's a few songs I'd love for you to love with me:



Evolution by Cat Power
She's just so beautiful and sparse

Teenage Riot by Sonic Youth
It's the most unusual melody and works

Monsterpussy by The Vaselines
So innocent and hooky and non-rhyming

Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk by Rufus Wainwright
I just think he's so beautiful and jellybeans

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

A Little Bit Sweeter, a Little Bit Fatter, a Little Bit Harmful for Me


I tried so hard to pray the other day, but there were these builders down the road playing The Safety Dance really really loud.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Birds


Did you hear the outcome of the Ben Stiller rape trial?

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Abcdefg What bitch want to bop me

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Friday, April 24, 2009

Say Hello to....... My New Favourite Band!!!!!!!!!











A long time ago (less than a year) I used to keep a little list of cool songs I heard on AltTV, because there were a lot, a lot of bands you'd never heard of who fucking rocked. One day I saw the video for the song "Last Day of Magic" by a band called "The Kills". The song was great and the video was, too. They played this a lot and I never tired of it. Earlier this year, they started playing another song by them which was equally brilliant.








Then AltTV died :(








I started listening to The Kills (and other bands I missed from AltTV) on MySpace. It turned out The Kills had lots of good songs. And Praise God, Galaxy Records moved in very close to Real Groovy. So after looking through real groovy, feeling a little disappointed, I bopped over to Galaxy Records. It seemed they had every album I was looking for. Expensive, though, in my books, I decided that to get what I wanted I had fork out. I could go on buying Beatles records and Cat Stevens records from the Penny Lane $4 bins, but I was feeling increasingly empty with these. So, I bought the Kills album "Midnight Boom". It was $33 Fucking $$ AND it was a CD.








I got home and played it, despite my shitkicker CD player's occassional/frequent skipping. The album was goddamned genius, I loved it. And I listened to it over and over, then googled the kills. Reading/watching interviews and articles on the band I was amazed by all the things we shared. They started talking about Edie Sedgwick, who made her life a work of art, and Andy Warhol's Factory and The Velvet Underground. I was so hot for this band. THEN I found out that the title of the Cd "Midnight Boom" came from a line in a Jack Kerouac book. I creamed.








So there you go, my new favourite band, The Kills.




myspace.com/thekills








Sunday, April 5, 2009


Last night I saw The Seventh Seal by Ingmar Bergman. It's a film about a Swedish (it's in Swedish) knight returning from the crusades in the midst of the Black Death. He challenges Death to a game of chess, so he can put off dying until he sees his wife again. The film had been lurking about in my mental list of films I want to see. So when we went to Alice's this weekend, I headed straight for it, so as not to be distracted by another film that could jump out at me during the long journey and the battle of will power to get to the 100 Greatest Films on the far wall. I picked up the Dvd and flipped it over in my hand. It said on the back that it was only an hour and a half long, which laid all my fears of a big boring epic movie to rest. It would've been easier to pick up a nice, slick, colour, English language, slightly arty new release, but I persevered and reaped its benefits. The film was aesthetically beautiful, thought-provoking, and nonetheless entertaining. Also, being a revered film, having seen it opens up possibilities of intellectual discussion should I ever meet someone who has seen it. Despite being a very serious film, I laughed as much as I would have laughed at any Ben Stiller film, because the Swedish language often sounds like when you play English backwards.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

I thought I'd get personal, but not too personal


It's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

But is it better to never have loved at all than it is to put yourself out there, only to be blatantly rejected, and as a result can never find the courage to love again, and everyone knows about it, and you can never talk to them ever again, and you know they don't love you.