and another…
This guy -Tyler James- reminds me of Rufus Wainwright musically, and Atreyu from The Never-Ending Story physically. Pretty cool on both counts... And, of course, his MySpace.
too late…
Have you ever wished you'd discovered a musical artist a few months earlier, if only to enjoy them during the time of year to which they're obviously most suited? Okay, probably not...but I'm weird and I do that a lot. For instance, I wish I had known about Landon Pigg -unfortunate name- six months ago, so I could drive around on a sunny Saturday morning in Spring with the windows down, listening to his fun, cute, simple style of pop. He's an American Sondre Lerche. Check him out. Oh, and check out his MySpace page, too, for some samples and some really 
A mix CD that I am enjoying.
Oh Pooh, any readers we may have had, I am afraid, may have vacated or passed out and died a long time ago while holding their breath for a new post. And here I have no great story, just the story that unfolds by reading someones track listing on their most recent mix CD. This one is for my brother.
Look Beneath the Floorboards:
John Wayne Gacy, Jr. - Sufjan Stevens
The Pot - Tool
Playhouses - TV on the Radio
Obstacle no. 1 - Interpol
Helena - Nickel Creek
This Place is a Prison - The Postal Service
Hafsol - Sigur Ros
Ambulance - TV on the Radio
I Turn My Camera On - Spoon
Another Morning Stoner - And You Will Know Us By the Trail of Dead...
Staring at the Sun - TV on the Radio
Passing Afternoon - Iron and Wine
Snakes and Martyrs - TV on the Radio
All the Wild Horses - Ray LaMontagne
wow…
I just read the following tagline on a person's online profile:
"your nobody til somebody loves you" [sic]
While this greatly appeals to my codependency tendency, it's very easy to criticize in someone else's profile. I mean, you can believe it, you just never actually say or write it...
Some people will never learn how to be miserable and hide it!
apologies and stuff
Hey, loyal readership...sorry it's been so long since I've posted. Before July 28, my absence can be blamed on packing to move. Since then, it's been moving and then entertaining my mom and brother for a week. No time to tarry, no time at all. I've sort of forgotten now how to use a computer.
I'm practicing, though, and started catching up on my favorite haunts. Muzzle of Bees has made me supremely jealous with tales of Lollapalooza . Man alive, I want to go! (But that Kanye West sounds like a real ass. Big shock...)
AND NO, I DO NOT CARE IF "KANYE" HAS FOOLED YOU ALL INTO THINKING HE'S SOCIALLY AWARE...he's just another self-aggrandizing pop-rapper. Bah!
Okay, so go read MoB while I remember how to use this..."mouse" (?) thing...