It seemed a good day to revisit these videos:
Way more fun than any academic discussion of the Catcher in the Rye I’ve ever had.
It seemed a good day to revisit these videos:
Way more fun than any academic discussion of the Catcher in the Rye I’ve ever had.
I spent the first ten days of 2010 listening to exactly two albums: Regina Spektor’s Far and The best of Bauhaus. And when I say “album” I may mean “the following two songs replayed endlessly, with the rest of the album getting a guernsey when I eventually step away from the stereo to do other things.”
Yeah. All in all, it’s been that kind of year thus far.
Once or twice a year I get out to see a live gig that reminds me why I like going and seeing live music. It happens far less often these days than it did in the past, but as a Dresden Doll’s fan it was kind of inevitable that I’d sell internal organs in order to go see the Amanda-Fucking-Palmer solo tour when it passed through Brisbane.
Short version: Awesome
Long version: totally worth living without a spleen until I can buy mine back from the pawn broker.