It is time for stormy weather.
So, I had to cancel the party for all the rain.
Mainly because all the firewood was laying outside, but also because being outside when everything is wet isn't very fun....or at least in most cases.
We can try again in a couple days...friday good for anyone?
On an unrelated note:
I think my favorite song ever is Perfume-V by Pavement, and I don't know why.
I mean, on that album alone there are crazier songs like Fame Throwa, prettier songs like Zurich is Stained.
I can't explain it logically. Somehow, though, that song jumps in my head all the time, and when I hear it I feel so happy.
Maybe the lyrics just sum up life perfectly. "She's got the radio active and it makes me feel O.K. I don't feel O.K."
Maybe it's because most of the song has this toneless quality that should not be attempted by mere musical mortals.
Maybe because S.M. sings it like he's on his deathbed.
That must be it. If this is what death feels like then I have nothing to fear.
Like a docent's lisp
Like a damsel's spit
Like a dry gin's twist
(of lime)
Like a poor droll sir
Like a poke's dull spurs
Like a pastor's flock
(no church)
Mainly because all the firewood was laying outside, but also because being outside when everything is wet isn't very fun....or at least in most cases.
We can try again in a couple days...friday good for anyone?
On an unrelated note:
I think my favorite song ever is Perfume-V by Pavement, and I don't know why.
I mean, on that album alone there are crazier songs like Fame Throwa, prettier songs like Zurich is Stained.
I can't explain it logically. Somehow, though, that song jumps in my head all the time, and when I hear it I feel so happy.
Maybe the lyrics just sum up life perfectly. "She's got the radio active and it makes me feel O.K. I don't feel O.K."
Maybe it's because most of the song has this toneless quality that should not be attempted by mere musical mortals.
Maybe because S.M. sings it like he's on his deathbed.
That must be it. If this is what death feels like then I have nothing to fear.
Like a docent's lisp
Like a damsel's spit
Like a dry gin's twist
(of lime)
Like a poor droll sir
Like a poke's dull spurs
Like a pastor's flock
(no church)