27.1.08

Can't You Feel the Knife? Or, Not Knowing What To Do: Wherein I Say Something and You React

"I've been dusted in the dark up in Penetration Park/And I've been plastered. I've been shaking hard/and searching in a dirty storefront church."
-The Hold Steady: "Your Little Hoodrat Friend"

Sometimes, I think it'd be really cool if my life were a little more like a Hold Steady song. I think that it's not probably because I don't drink enough or do any drugs. I mean I drink, but Craig Finn's characters drink.

Haha, I find myself in this absurd amount of unrequited love. I think I took the whole F. Scott Fitzgerald thing way too far. So I'm writing about it in an actual notebook to maybe exhume some of these lingering ladies. Like, it's just ridiculous. Maybe I'll let you read it. All names will probably be changed, of course.

This evening was a dual celebration of sisterly birthdays. The Kalmbach Girls', Kara and Alexa, birthdays are sometime around now. It was a cleverly executed surprise. I'm broke, so I burned Alexa Boys and Girls in America by the aforementioned Hold Steady (which admittedly I'm incredibly late on the train for) and constructed a mix for Kara (something I find myself doing a lot lately for people and myself.) I hope she listens close, it goes something like this:

1. Panda Bear-Comfy In Nautica
2. The Clash-1977
3. Spank Rock-Bump (ft. Amanda Blank)
4. 12 Rods-Make Out Music
5. Patrick Wolf-Accident & Emergency
6. Yo La Tengo-Don't Have To Be So Sad
7. Stephen Malkmus and Jicks-(Do Not Feed The) Oyster
8. The Wrens-Faster Gun
9. Be Your Own PET-We Will Vacation, You Can Be My Parasol
10. The Hold Steady-Your Little Hoodrat Friend
11. Belle and Sebastian-You're Just A Baby
12. The Streets-Hotel Expressionism
13. Pinback-Fortress
14. X-The World's A Mess, It's In My Kiss
15. Grizzly Bear-Knife
16. Liz Phair-May Queen

The evening was full of dancing, cake, sweat, my cold nipples, boys in boxers in a hot tub (myself not included), Unionville shadesters, a kid who looks like the bassist/singer from one of this year's faves Tokyo Police Club, at least one conversation that left me embarassed with tail between legs and so much more. My knees and shins are killing me from all the robot-ecstasy-IDM-b-boy moves executed to the likes of Daft Punk, The Thermals, M.I.A., Justice, Rihanna, Pixeltan... Oh, how we are hip!


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