June 2010
Jens Lekman - I’m Leaving You Because I Don’t Love You
So you pick up your asthma inhaler
And put it against your lips
And oh those lips I’ve loved
That I was dreaming of
They’re so red and soft
I’m so sorry I couldn’t love you enough
I’m so sorry I couldn’t love you enough
I’m so sorry that I’m leaving you
Because I don’t love you
I am leaving you
Because I don’t love you
BYE BYE BYEEEEE CHICAGO.
Impressiveeee.
flag :: joe henry
Don’t know how or why, but this song was in my dream last night. I woke up happy.
Now I hang my clothes out to dry
Like waves of surrender, they fly.
The whore of this world looks old and played
Still she peeks from the alley like a waiting bride’s
maid.
Laugh or bleed, as you need to
Who of us doesn’t know already?
Every flag flies like confetti now?
I love Joe Henry, so happy I know that he exists.
- Lose weight
- Not check your bag (how else would I bring candy and other goods home?!)
right?
Sorrow — The National
Sorrow found me when I was young
Sorrow waited, sorrow won
Sorrow they put me on the pill
It’s in my honey, it’s in my milk
Don’t leave my hyper heart alone on the water
Cover me in rag and bone sympathy
‘Cause I don’t wanna get over you
I don’t wanna get over you
Sorrow’s my body on the waves
Sorrow’s a girl inside my cake
I live in a city sorrow built
It’s in my honey, it’s in my milk
Don’t leave my hyper heart alone on the water
Cover me in rag and bone sympathy
‘Cause I don’t wanna get over you
I don’t wanna get over you
Don’t leave my hyper heart alone on the water
Cover me in rag and bone sympathy
‘Cause I don’t wanna get over you
I don’t wanna get over you
sunset rubdown - silver moons
maybe these days are over, over now
i think maybe these days are over, over now
i believe in growing old with grace
i believe she only loved my face
and i think maybe these days are over, over now
Under all the folds of your dresses that you wear
There’s an ocean and a tide and a riot in the square
Over are the days that the congas made your hair
Sway around to the cadence of your hey ho hey ho cheer
Elliott Smith - Say Yes
Crooked spin can’t come to rest
I’m damaged bad at best
She’ll decide what she wants
I’ll probably be the last to know
No one says it ‘til it shows
See how it is, they want you or they don’t
Say yes
Who wants to go to UCB’s ASSSSCAT 3000 with me (next) Sunday night (srsly, I’m buying two tickets. Someone can join me)?
Astronautalis - Trouble Hunter
I know it’s hopeless hell
Ain’t big enough to hold us back
Come on let’s pick a fight
We hunt for trouble tonightI know it’s hopeless hell
Ain’t big enough to hold us back
Come on boys we’re right
We hunt for trouble
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight
You know we’re right
Jens Lekman - When I Said I Wanted To Be Your Dog
When I said I wanted to be your dog
I wasn’t coming on to you
I just wanted to lick your face
Lick those raindrops from the rainy days
Brian is in Toronto so I am home alone and I am singing so many songs SOOOO loud.
“I don’t know what my mom’s dreams are but I guess I can support her no matter what. As long as it’s not something too crazy for me…like a Mexican restaurant.”
-Child on Wife Swap
Owen - That Mouth
As your lover
I have my doubts
That you kiss your mother
With that mouth
What I am calling smelly dudes from now on.
Belle & Sebastian ~ “Leader of the Pack” (Shangri-las)
I love this so much.
three notes:
1. my motorcycle gets out of the shop next week.
2. i am very excited.
3. the original version of this song was the mother fucking jam in my mother’s kitchen as a toddler.
I can’t listen to this at work but it has to be fantastic. Vroom, vroom!
“Knowing why shit happens the way it happens is fine, but convincing yourself not to take it personal is the challenge.”
Quotes that resonate, from Pacing the Panic Room
is bringing out the shittiest of people in Chicago. Shitty as in drunk at 9 AM and shitty as in rude and annoying.
Ben Kweller - Make It Up
We can’t even look into our eyes.
We’re not the same inside.
We can let it change our lives can braid.
We’re constantly afraid.
We can’t even look into our eyes.
We’re not the same inside.
Go sing your songs, try something new.
I hope you find what’s right for you.
Have you made it up? Have you made it?
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There’s a PEANUT BRITTLE FLAVOR??!?!?!!?
Oh my gawww Dan, you have no idea what sort of magical concoction this is.
…what is wrong with you Hinton??
and the contact shakes. Shakey-shakey.
I would rather be having a milk shake.
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Can I get in on this too?
Yes!! BTW, I need plans for Sunday night! Dave is ditching me for his family!! What a jerk! Srsly though, someone plan something with me on Sunday or I’m going to have to just sit on the street, busking for quarters and eating candy.
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STILL WEARING JORTS, THOUGH.
4EVER.
(does the word jorts ever remind anyone of the scholarly journal search thing JSTOR?)
I will be in NYC for the first time in my life.
SO EXCITED IT HURTS.
The Elected - My Baby’s A Dick
BRB, GONER.
Joe Henry - Stop
Tell me love isn’t true
It’s just something we do
Tell me everything I’m not
But don’t tell me to stop
Haha, hilarious.