Sunday 4 January 2009

On your marks, get set, GO

Firstly, thankyou to MD for showing me a simple-awesome way of getting things off my chest, my heavy heavy chest. This will be trip-tastic, yet for many, just utter rubbish. Pop!

Most likely I think I'm going to mix it up with music I listen to, current and some past stuff that still rocks, and then just any issues or annoyances I have on my mind. But you can ignore that lot. In fact I understand if you ignore the whole lot lol.

At the moment, Marcy Playground - Sex & Candy. Kindly brought to my attention by Zack & Miri make a porno. Film was alright :) but what of course made it was because I went with Cazz, Lauren and Alex! Woop :)

By the by, always write down any songs you hear blaring from the pub duke box machine thingy ma-jig that plays the music that you hear coming from the corner by the bar where you get refreshments and snackles. Hence why I now like Bush - Swallowed (Like British Nirvana if Nirvana tried to copy themselves and failed slightly, but still came out with good songs.) In a nutshell.

*Intermission - you can go get something to eat if you like now or just generally edge closer to closing this page lol

Ok, music:

Los Campesinos! (Gods. Actual Gods of an Indie land that saw the dinosaurs of Tyran-oasis become extinct for these guys to take to the main plain. One word. Awesome. (I probably say that a lot about most things.)
The Cure: Too good for words. Smith and co will never die out. Long live Just Like Heaven and Boys Don't Cry.
Dananananaykroyd: And I'm not just putting them down because of their name, they honestly live up to it. According to NME its fight pop. Well then. Let the fight begin *Ding ding*
Late of the Pier: Ok. Imagine that you were crushed at a car crushing party where entertainment is served to you in the form of crushing genecide. Not a lot of it makes sense to you and you're pretty sure thos aren't painted nuts and bolts that everyone is slipping on their tongue. Welcome to something that doesn't make sense, but N'omg it's incredible and you want to be a part of it. LOTP are just that concoction of toothpaste and orange juice that sets you on a hyper cringe binge of electric truth nugget perfection that makes Marilyn Manson seem on a par with Grandma Olive.
Finally White Stripes "We're going to be friends" : Not that I'm late to hearing Jack White but I am to watching Naoleon Dynamite. Awesome opening titles with this song. Makes life seem simple and non-complicated. Soothes any worry :)

I think I've rambled long enough about music. Thankyou for most probably not making it to the end of this sentence but still at least you opened it up to have a look :)

X

1 comment:

  1. OMG I CAN MAKE COMMENTS ON YOUR NOW.
    Love you xxxx


    Oh
    and
    I smell sex & cannnddy, yeah
    who's that loungin' innn mmmyy chaiirr?
    etc.
    etc.

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