listen, if you get the opportunity to go to a flaming lips concert, by all means go ( Read more... )

tricky last night was satisfying and yet a gamut somehow. i do love self-indulgence, and mine usually correspond to tricky's, but for every joint he discarded on the stage, for every corona he downed, for every time he leaked smoke as though venting some kind of primordial inferno within, i was reminded of how sober and broke i was. twenty and ( Read more... )