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Upon returning from Borders:
Sargon: Go on. Put the damn CD in. You know you want to.
Me: *puts H.I.M. CD in player*
Sargon: *makes scrunchy face*
Me: *rocks out*
Sargon: Okay. All I'm going to say is -- and I swear this is all I'm going to say -- is that you should be embarrassed to listen to something this trendy.
Me: Hey, I never said it was metal.
Sargon: *grumpily* It's not.
Me: It's crappy goth-pop. Oh, oh, oh, listen to this!
CD: *overemotes* Rip out the wings of a butterfly for your--
Me: YEAH! YEAH! RIP ITS WINGS OFF!
Sargon: Oh my GOD. This is terrible.
Me: Yeah, I'm actually really ashamed to like it as well as I do.
Sargon: . . .
Sargon: . . .
Sargon: . . . Yeah. Me, too.
--3 songs later--
Sargon: . . . This guy can actually sing; he doesn't overstep his bounds. And their melodies are quite hooky and proficient.
Me: Are you saying it's not crappy?
Sargon: I'm saying it's pretty good crap, is what I'm saying. And I'm humiliated to admit this.
Me: Wanna borrow my eyeliner?
Sargon: Fuck you. *makes metal face*
Me: I'll take it out now. I've heard the song I was stuck on. *reaches for button*
Sargon: No, no. You don't have to. Really.
Me: I'm not your enabler, Beeyotch. If you like it, just say so, and I'll leave it on.
Sargon: You enjoy humiliating me. Is that it?
Me: It's cute when you squirm.
CD: *does something cool*
ALL 3: *rock out*
Fade and exit.
And so goes our bizarre form of bonding.
So far, we've agreed that Dark Light sounds like: The Cure, U2, Oasis, FLOWING TEARS, The Gin Blossoms, Depeche Mode, The Clash, Kyuss (major lyrical reference . . . "Burning in water, drowning in flame . . ."), Loverboy, SISTERS OF MERCY, Love and Rockets . . . the list goes on.
"Nightside of Eden" sounds almost exactly like a Flowing Tears song off Serpentine, and I may upload them both later, just to amuse you all with the resemblance.
I'm still embarrassed, but, hey. What can I say? I can't resist. The gothy vampire ennui goes up to eleven.
You know, I had a sickening hunch he'd like it.
Sargon: Go on. Put the damn CD in. You know you want to.
Me: *puts H.I.M. CD in player*
Sargon: *makes scrunchy face*
Me: *rocks out*
Sargon: Okay. All I'm going to say is -- and I swear this is all I'm going to say -- is that you should be embarrassed to listen to something this trendy.
Me: Hey, I never said it was metal.
Sargon: *grumpily* It's not.
Me: It's crappy goth-pop. Oh, oh, oh, listen to this!
CD: *overemotes* Rip out the wings of a butterfly for your--
Me: YEAH! YEAH! RIP ITS WINGS OFF!
Sargon: Oh my GOD. This is terrible.
Me: Yeah, I'm actually really ashamed to like it as well as I do.
Sargon: . . .
Sargon: . . .
Sargon: . . . Yeah. Me, too.
--3 songs later--
Sargon: . . . This guy can actually sing; he doesn't overstep his bounds. And their melodies are quite hooky and proficient.
Me: Are you saying it's not crappy?
Sargon: I'm saying it's pretty good crap, is what I'm saying. And I'm humiliated to admit this.
Me: Wanna borrow my eyeliner?
Sargon: Fuck you. *makes metal face*
Me: I'll take it out now. I've heard the song I was stuck on. *reaches for button*
Sargon: No, no. You don't have to. Really.
Me: I'm not your enabler, Beeyotch. If you like it, just say so, and I'll leave it on.
Sargon: You enjoy humiliating me. Is that it?
Me: It's cute when you squirm.
CD: *does something cool*
ALL 3: *rock out*
Fade and exit.
And so goes our bizarre form of bonding.
So far, we've agreed that Dark Light sounds like: The Cure, U2, Oasis, FLOWING TEARS, The Gin Blossoms, Depeche Mode, The Clash, Kyuss (major lyrical reference . . . "Burning in water, drowning in flame . . ."), Loverboy, SISTERS OF MERCY, Love and Rockets . . . the list goes on.
"Nightside of Eden" sounds almost exactly like a Flowing Tears song off Serpentine, and I may upload them both later, just to amuse you all with the resemblance.
I'm still embarrassed, but, hey. What can I say? I can't resist. The gothy vampire ennui goes up to eleven.
You know, I had a sickening hunch he'd like it.