detest loathe despise - whatever rich and vibrant words make you think of that thick gross feeling of hatred in your throat and dread when you clench your fists, that's where i'm at. my itunes is being weird and resetting or threatening to, safari is funky-ing up so i've firefoxed and realizing i just wrote that out makes me nauseous. oh, i've always been such a happy little geek.
while trying to find a clapton b-side last night i came across my old high school live journal and frantically saved as many of the pictures that were posted (still with obnoxious html LIKE
then it became 91degrees and humid as hell so i wrapped a scarf around myself and went outside to enjoy blackberry yogurt and a cigarette. my neighbor asked if i was vegan without preface and then walked his dog in circles in his high-waisted khakis. i'd rather be in tokyo. is anyone following the musical theme of this nonsensical boredom and socially inept induced rant?
today's choice of music is inspired by the fact that the fucking amazing ben harper music video that the late (and dearly missed, holy fucking respect and admiration for a man of talent.) heath ledger directed. it's from a pretty rad group called THE MASSES that was over at MARFA with quite a bit of work. i do believe mr. ledger had two music videos debut (sadly not the lovely nick drake one that i wish i could steal and show those of you which is basically everyone but maybe two who didn't get the super not supposed to be seen copy of it) but there were some documentaries and photos. some things to do with ima robot, too, and seeing as how it was in texas and ima robot reminds me of lauren tucker's atlanta fun times with cj and the silver honda i was reminiscent and eyed the e-mail stating COME TO AUSTIN TEXAS IF YOU'RE LOOKING FOR A PLACE TO ROAD TRIP and then sighed heavily and sat back, deciding not to eye the slowly dying car. which is still aptly named Bateman, those who try and make it the Marley Mobile will be left in Belle Glade. look, i used capitilization. lets just get to the point because no one is reading and i should be figuring out placement ideas for VAGABONDS' promo shots because tomorrow i call tales from the crypt aka travis aka the manager aka remember in key west when myself, rydonBritish, he, and and then travNASTY found the graveyard and drank miller lite and smoked american spirits on the street? i think someone else was with us. both rydon and travis broke into the graveyard and had to climb out after we were told to leave.
look at that. i'm tangent-ing. fuck this has gone on for FAR too long. congrats if you read past the first two words.
Ben Harper - Morning Yearning
directed by: Heath Ledger
and while we're at it lets just throw on some other songs that will make your chest ache with anticipation to feel something besides the simplicity of day-to-day-life.all.songs.zSharedotnet
Destroyer - Shooting Rockets (From the Desk of Night's Ape)
Nick Drake - Time Has Told Me
Breathe Owl Breathe - Black Bear
Eels - Not Ready Yet
John Mayer - Comfortableshh!
Jeff Buckley - Everybody Here Wants You
From Monument to Masses - Comrades & Friends
Tori Amos - Father Lucifer
2 comments:
I must say, I find your post quite offensive. I am a buiness student and it's not simply because my parents told me to. I went to business school to make my creative dreams a reality. When I graduate in the winter I will be prepared to start the business I've always dreamed of (a mutated form of a record label). I know how the music business works and how to run a business now. After all, what you are trying to start is a business no matter how much you'd like to deny it. You are in fact trying to make money off of your creativity. That means you are planning on running a business. Wouldn't it help to have some marketing knowledge or the ability to balance a budget under your belt?
oh jj, you are the exception to every rule ever. i'm simply against the kids i know who want to do anything artistic and give up completely because they "wont be abel to make a living" according to their parental units.
ps you just made me look like a huge douche bag in my own blog. curse you!
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