Wednesday, October 27, 2010

I am laid off with severance. Um, delight. I get to live in my house. Astoria is cool guys! (Just kidding but living in your house is amazing.) I worked for it. Blog is testimony to how it killed.

Sexiness is a powerful thing. Haha - so go the thoughts! Have you ever thought about how being sexy makes one kind of an advertisement for her lifestyle. People want to be sexy y'all. I know you come here for the truth. ;-)

Hopefully my writing gets better. :)

Love

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Of montreal

is too good to me. I intend to write out their songs to you - I am as good a transcriber as the internet- and I will also tell what they mean when I hear them - and I'll do some word-based describing of music. Yes.

So one of the early songs on the album is coquet Coquet and it starts off guitar shred, driving guitar rhythm, with drums and hot drums embellishment and then the song.

Coquet Coquette... and so on, and then rising guitar hook

to really hard driving rhythm drum cascades driving rhythm

with these lyrics

With you I can only see my blacklight constellations
and all the shit
I don't think I have a language to say

I don't wanna catch ya w some other guy's face
under your eyelids

something must be wrong
you give me emotional artifacts that can find no purchase

and then they go back into the coquet coquet sing song part
la la "my teenage lust for you is so beautiful"

and then back to the blacklight constellations

and the best part

I don't wanna catch you with some other guy's face under your eyelids.


This guy takes knowing you really personally. I love him.

Then soaring glorious electronica.

The next song is great too.

It is called "Godly Intersex"

italics means i have the lyrics wrong, dunno

It's an eighties dance groove, with a clap clap, sort of Joy Division-like electronic mellow comes in but higher in the range

echoey stuff gabaa gabba gabba go

too high too fast
gonna break our necks
everything about you
screamed of godly intersex
nothing of verbs
ber dash
no human tracks
the new forms were germinating
I saw your aureal wax

we dance for victory (most amazing, like just-pinched "ooh!" - and reverbed) we dance for man's misery (might be "Miles' misery) "wooh!" We dance for miscarriages, we danced in robber fuel

you
everybody's stoned about you
everybody's thrown about you
everybody's stoned about you

yeah-haea

repeat

oooo ooo ooo

repeat

a lot of bowiesish piano and beautifully mad style and lyrics detailing singers personal life and feelings

we get to this lyic "can you excuse me from your archetype"

everybody's stoned about you
everybody's thrown about you
everybody's stoned about you

Reaction Time:

How I love them? ha ha my stereo's moved on to the next amazing song and how it says "a zombie's licking your window/ for black body radiation HMMm" and goes all beautiful starlight song with pure meoldia., and says "par-ti-cle wave duality"

Ah so my analysis so far. Darn. I ran out of wine at the wrong moment! The next two songs are the best (on Earth right now) so I should do those, and then the analysis really. the song "Like a tourist" is literally a wonderful drug.

XO

Monday, October 4, 2010

I think I figured it out...

What you need to know is my Kindergarten teacher at PS 158, Mrs. Berg, had us listen to Bridge Over Troubled Water every blessed day at snack. And God Bless America in the morning.