"Good." Jack Daniels. Being a uncle. Money. Having interests. Fried Potatos. Myspace, apperently. Community. Thanks. Truth. Concrete floors. Not playing video games. Flows. Scars. Hoes. College. Genderqueers. Elton John. Any girl sleeping in my bed. Convo Neil Allender. Tony Kevin Kramer Kevin. Jonny, the only white boy in Indonesia. Ariel. Structure, and why I don't actually have it. Complexity. Violent deaths. Simplicity. Car wrecks. Judging people. Narcissism verses low self-esteem. Addictive personalities. Techno. Breaks. Awkward pauses. Bad habits. Basic Full Flavors. Journaling. Cell phone pictures. Change. Cigarettes. Coffee. Confusing people. Dark two-lane roads. Snow. Energy. Gaining interests. Hip bones. Hot sauce and crackers. Jenny Lewis. Emily Haines. Line breaks Actually, fuck line breaks. The middle of the night. Sex. Living or whatever. Love, and gay shit like that. Tacos! (And the love of tacos.) Low frequency sound. Midwestern hip-hop, Misspelling words. Mix-cds. Nervous laughing. Nihilism. Believing in shit. Believing in not wearing pants. Perverse conversation/acts and the people who partake in such things. Psychology. Radiohead. Re-reading books, Rilo Kiley. Secrets. Sex scenes. Shitty cars. Shortening lists. Sociology. Stereo equipment. Keyboard. Sudden and/or surprising rain. The Blood Brothers. Truth. Lengthening lists. Women. Shoulders. Vodka. Noise. Faggy music. Post-It-Notes, Padlocks. Judging people that judge people. Talking Heads. Repetition and lack there-of. Helping people. HTC devices. Fucking line breaks. Diversity. H.O.P. Toyota Pickups. Jack Daniels.
Music
Anything that stands out and makes me feel something. Energy is important. Female vocalists, electroclash, psytrance, IDM um... artists that focus highly on electronic elements, generally. Plus an unhealhty love for Rilo Kiley/Jenny Lewis...
Belleal. Miss Kitten. Benny Benassi. Cold War Kids. David Fucking Bowie. Jeff Beck. Elton John. Regina Spektor. The Rough Bunnies. She Wants Revenge. Talking Heads. The Faint. Modest Mouse. Radiohead. Bjork. Champagne Champagne. KRS-one. Joanna Newsom. Sufjan Stevens. Sunset Rubdown Phosphorescent. Tarkio. Tori Amos. MF DOOM, etc... GM Grimm, etc... DJ Danger Mouse. Talib Kweli. All the people around me.
Movies
Fight Club. No Country for Old Men. Kontrol. Running with Scissors. Fight Club again.
"When I come in the club,
I'm talking mad shit.
Come up in the club I'm 'bout to my ass kicked.
...
You were freezing, I was warmer,
And the roof is gone, we know that,
And baby chases like she don't know what she's seeing,
I was steady, you were fleeting"
I believe in the occasional organ solo, Jack Daniels, Talking Heads, a good woman's collar bones, and the rare ability to take a feeling for all that it's worth... Quite possibly in that order.
"Don't you flan in the face. Dance you fucker. Dance you fucker. Don't you dare."
remember how you called me a cold-hearted bitch? remember how i just shrugged and accepted it? this is a great friendship we have thus far and i'm not even kidding. good to see you again
