Go back to those gold soundz

Leslie had gilded cupcakes at her 30th birthday party, I kept telling everyone I was going to puke solid gold and no one believed me.

I keep meaning to buy disposable Kodak cameras so I can go out and take pictures of my friends and pretend it's 1995 even more than I do already.

Maybe the fact that I lost my iPhone last week will be the final nail in the coffin of my efforts to join the rest of the world in the 21st century. I survived end-of-century malaise and it fucking sucked.

Chairlift played tonight, and for their cover of "Babies", our little group sang along... and no one else knew the words. It was like having a secret clubhouse in a room of 500 people.

"I'm only drunk because I was working."
"I love how you said that like it was the most normal of things."

Pavement - Gold Soundz (Live in Hamburg, 1994)

YOU'RE A BEAUTIFUL ONE GURL

Went to Music Hall last night to see Here We Go Magic (nice enough--very Peter Gabriel, though not nearly as amazing) and came across this new Grizzly Bear poster. What in the Take That hell? Makes me miss the days of Horn of Plnety, the Knitting Factory, "b*****s********", Bidi, cookies, Barnard, audioscrobbler.com, a pre-Vampire Weekend society of utopic folktronica.

Peter Gabriel - In Your Eyes

POSSESSION

I've recently moved all of my things from the spacious, sunlit back room in my Greenpoint apartment to a cramped, 10x8 closet in the front near the living room. Despite putting the majority of my possessions in storage or giving them away at the Salvation Army five blocks away from my house, my life is still a wreck. Amazing.



Primal Scream - Movin' On Up

"FAN ME WHILE I MAKE THE SALAD DRESSING"

Hungover. Basically dickslapped and hidden in the fronds. Both the walls and myself were absolutely GREEN.

Broadcast - Michael A Grammar