LAST WRITINGS 2 WEEKS AGO

Jun 18, 2004 16:45

Mix Tapes for James in the car

Title: TO BE YOUNG IS TO BE SAD IS TO BE.
A Ryan Adams Mix.

Side A

Sweet Black Magic
Shakedown on 9th St
Don't Wanna Know Why
Sylvia Plath
Desire
Note To Self: Don't Die
She's Lost Total Control
Mirror, Mirror
Shadowlands
City Rain, City Streets
Oh My Sweet Carolina
Dear Chicago
Bar Lights

Side B

To Be Young (Is To Be Sad, Is To Be High)
Enemy Fire
1974
Rock n Roll
Fools We Are As Men
Avalanche
Sit And Listen To The Rain
English Girls Approximately
So Alive
Come Pick Me Up
Sweet Lil' Gal 23rd/1st

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Title: Mixy Mix Number 1

Side A

Cmon Cmon... The Von Bondies
1974... Ryan Adams
Set You Free... The Black Keys
Who The Fuck?... PJ Harvey
Look Good In Leather... Cody Chesnutt
More Than This... Bob Harris/Bill Murray
Other Words... Ben Kweller
She Wants To Move... N*E*R*D
Time Running... Tegan & Sara
Too Young... Phoenix
Five To One... The Doors
No Child Of Mine... PJ Harvey
Caring Is Creepy... The Shins

Side B

The Darker Days Of Me & Him... PJ Harvey
Once Around The Block... Badly Drawn Boy
He War... Cat Power
Drain The Blood... The Distillers
Rough Diamonds... End Of Fashion
Too Late... Little Birdy
Let's Dance... M.Ward
The Good Stuff... Kelis
Volcano... Damien Rice
Human Behaviour... Bjork
Apocalypse Please... Muse

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so mix tape fanatics. read between the lines and tell me what's wrong with me. what's going on in my head?

i just went to type in an address in this cafe and this site came up> http://www.prettygirlsfeet.com weird. i didn't go past the first page.

so for those of you who don't know already, i've started working at RockBottom Music. It's on Pitt St in the city and it's a new discounted music store. Think JB HiFi but smaller and cheaper. It's not open yet though, so yesterday and today i have spent 12 hours in total hunched over a shrink wrapping machine or a sticker me table. yes the cd's actually scream sticker me at me all day and it's the only sound i can hear because no one else seems to talk. my body is still in adjustment mode from not working for almost 6 months and sometimes when i'm stickering or shrinking i think i'm going to die. but i'm sure in time i'll get over it. today i was rudely interrupted in my shrinking trance by jack johnson, one album after another. although possibly i was re-energised by hate for the jack, whose music seemed to make my job even more boring. on and on right? i don't like jack really at all. i wanted to put kate bush on. who i was wrapping.

i miss my friends. it's you that i chose to love, out of all the millions of retards the world about. and i can't just find people like you anywhere, here. and i can't imagine you out of james' friends, some of whom are nice but just aren't you i guess. james wants me to make new friends of my own so that i'm not so dependent on his attention, but i keep saying to him JAMES they just aren't here! i'm not going to spend time with people i don't like just for the sake of friendship. but it's an expected problem i guess, and i'm sure i shall find like-minded creatures in good time, i wish they were at rockbottom music, but i don't think so.

i think i'm homesick. will it pass?
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