My Evening or: How I Remembered What Being Straight Edge in Highschool Felt Like Almost a Decade Later.
-Talked to a wicked girl on the phone while at work
-Met my roommate at the bar across the street from my work
-Had some wannabe-Allen Ginsberg-“oh this place has such a great viiiiibe”-motherfucker introduce himself to me like I gave a shit.
-Had a girl claim we had never met (pretty sure we had) before, try to read my text messages as I was sending them, and then ask me if I could sell her some coke. Full disclosure, I don’t and have never sold blow. The future is a mysterious place but I doubt it’ll happen there either.
-Bartender asked if I wanted a drink in a way so unbelievably stupid that I can’t remember what it was but I asked her to repeat it since it made so little sense the first time and I thought she was asking me to move. I ordered a coke.
-Drank said coke very fast, walked home and am currently in bed unable to sleep because I just had to order a coke.
A younger kid (and by younger, I mean that I’ve got 6 years on him) I was working with asked me “Have you ever heard of a band called Husker Du?”- I had so we talked and I found out he heard a song or two here and there and wanted to hear more.
Showed up today with a spare copy of Land Speed Record that I ended up with somehow and passed it on. I give him a year before he’s wearing studs and flannel.
Ben Wallers of Country Teasers
"We’re all on the brink of despair, all we can do is look each other in the face, keep each other company, joke a little. Don’t you agree?"
The Great Beauty (2013)
Directed by Paolo Sorrentino
Cinematography by Luca Bigazzi
Giorgio Agamben’s diagram of modern philosophy’s approach to the concept of “Life” in Potentialities.
Well this is handy.
RANDOMS- ABCD b/w Let’s Get Rid of New York
Well Stevie-smack-sabbath you can have a pair just like it from here! which you would know if some one hadn’t removed the original caption! oops!
Only the realest punks pay ~$300 for the stupidest pants in the world.
Too many times have I found a great band online, or gotten a record in the mail, only to see their back of their album cover/inserts are just pictures of holocaust survivors. Like this shit is so fucking unnecessary, bullshit grind and powerviolence bands relying on shock value instead of making statements though their music. Ugh.
Is there even a statement left to make in Grind/PV?