Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Thought processes that inhabited my brain. June 25th 2008.



I could have used Beat It, but I think could have been a bit too much.

Here are some songs I’ve been listening to recently.

Ben Gibbard- Couches in Alleys

Death Cab for Cutie- Bixby Canyon Bridge

Red House Painters- Revelation Big Sur

You have three guesses at what writer I’m currently obsessed with. Go on. Have a guess. Yes, that’s right, Jack Kerouac. Well done, why didn’t you tell me about him earlier?

My boredom (and the wonderful essay Gibbard did for Paste magazine) lead me to On The Road and Big Sur. I’ll be damned if I can find anymore of his work around town, but I’m already in love. A disposition that’s equal parts sentimentality and self-destruction? Now there’s something worth drinking to.

Huh? Forty Seven you say?

I could go on talking about Jack (first name basis), but I think people are starting to get sick of me. I’m a Ker-i-ac (does that work? No? Sorry.)

Due to his roaming nature, my cat has been renamed ‘Sal’

I’ve taken to saying ‘Dig This’ in everyday conversation.

I now want to travel to Mexico so I can hit on teenage girls.



Oh please. Like you don’t try to do that everyday.

Rejected Conor the Magnificents:

A: Condi rice and the Hurricane Katrina.

Q: Name two things Bush wishes he'd got a man on sooner.

A: The Kebab I had for lunch and episodes of House of Ten

Q: Name two things that keep repeating on me.



Some quiet reflections from the music world’s first six months of ‘08.

1: Slightly irrelevant fact: Despite it being a good song off a very good album, I have never listened to Black Mountain’s Angels sober.

Slightly sad fact: It’s one of the most listened to songs in my iTunes.

Devastatingly sad fact: I’m listening to it now.

2: Biirdie’s Catherine Avenue is a wonderful CD that deserves some applause.

3: Sun Kil Moon and Tyler Ramsey are battling it out for the ‘Person who sounds the most like Neil Young award.’ Ladies and gentlemen, no matter who wins, we all get to share in the prize.

4: For the record, Sun Kil Moon is winning, and Mark Kolenzek is a genius.

5: Best rapper to rapper insult: “Ice-T is so old that he was born when cars were made out of wood.” Soulja Boy*

*I don’t know how to spell it, and I refuse to bother looking.

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