Wouldn't it be nice to have a job based on competence and intellect rather than one's ability to straddle five different inflated egos? Until that time, I'm trying to stay cool as a cucumber with Wax Tailor.
Yeah, I stole that title from myself. What of it? Lots of things are "twirling around in my head" lately, making me sleepy and unfocused and a bit spacey. Too many disappointing headlines and too much recycled air to muster inspiration. Good thing my friend Music called me up.
I love how textured this song sounds. "Baby's Arms" from Kurt Vile's latest album.
Also, fun little site that recommends a refreshment for your current tunes. Though they did suggest a PBR for Kurt. Rude.
It's Real, from Real Estate's new album Days, has this young-and-carefree vibe that I've been riding all day. But damn hipsters, calm it down with the dogs. Cat ladies of the world UNITE!
Rounding out a week of procrastination and zero focus. Rained all night. Clocks turn back this weekend. Unearthed my impractical fingerless mittens. Winter has arrived.
Attended a rare and much anticipated Kings of Convenience show on Friday night after eight years of wishing and waiting. Worth it! How polite these 'gents were and how attentively they led the audience in their sing-alongs. They promised they'd come back soon, but I bet they say that to all the audiences.
FEELING GOOD PEOPLE! Who fixed the high-capacity two-hole punch at work that everyone thought was broken? THIS BEAN DID. And I did it using the following items:
I must admit that, in retrospect, the tape dispenser actually made the situation worse. But whatever mofos, I fixed that ish! I'm like a cross between MacGyver and Dilbert. I'm going to ride this high as long as I can. Or until someone breaks it again.
Totally embarrassed to post this song because (a) its melodramatic dubstep and (b) all of Lana Del Rey's other songs are awful, even when remixed. But whatever mofos, I fixed that ish!