I’ve been listening to new music like crazy lately. My ears are happy (my bank account not so much). Recently a friend made me a terrific mix CD, whose track listing I feel compelled to share because I have done nothing but listen to it over and over for several days on end.
01. Mint Royale “Show Me”
02. Wolf Parade “It’s A Curse”
03. ???
04. TV on the Radio “Dreams”
05. David Bowie “Golden Years”
06. Sound Team “Movie Monsters”
07. Cut Copy “Going Nowhere”
08. The Beta Band “Wonderful”
09. Club 8 “The Beauty of the Way We’re Living”
10. ??? “Don’t Speak” (a cover of the No Doubt song)
11. Ryan Adams “To Be Young (Is To Be Sad, Is to Be High)
12. The Organ “Brother”
13. ???
14. Althia & Donna “Uptown Top Ranking”
15. Cocteau Twins “Cherry-Coloured Funk”
16. Tv on the Radio “Blind”
17. Mint Royale “Rest Your Head”
18. Tv on the Radio “Young Liars”
May 16, 2007, 06:52AM PDT | 0 comments
There is a certain therapeutic quality to taking trains that I find lacking in other modes of transportation. It’s simple—I like them more than cars because they tend to take less time to get between locations. I like them more than planes because although they’re not as fast, there’s a better view of the scenery. I like them more than buses because they are not as cramped. To me, they are the perfect mode of transporation.
May 16, 2007, 06:31AM PDT | 0 comments
It’s funny how these things happen. It’s not a conscious process or one that you can make a list of steps for, or even one that happens suddenly. The other day I was lying in bed next to someone while they were asleep, and you popped into my head, and all of a sudden the life I had with you seemed so far away and no longer as fantastic or desirable as it used to be. There are other things in my life right now that make me happy, things that are going well and things that I have to look forward to, and none of them involve you. And for the first time in awhile, I don’t wish they did. What we had was great and I always want to think about it fondly with no regrets. But I don’t miss it any more. I hope you feel the same and I hope we can be friends some day. But if we can’t, that’s how it goes. Love you.
May 03, 2007, 01:27PM PDT | 3 cheers | 0 comments
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