lonely street

annik and ian

sorry debbie, you lose.

glad girls

can i get a witness?

curse the corpses, call in the futurists,
this is the ballad of the young offenders.
leave no manifestos, save graffiti in the train yard.
these legs were made to run.

when the dares pick a victim,
the railhead blues will play.
the drunken brutes on main street
will soon be laid away.

suppression is a state.
we will not be diplomatic.
suppression is a state.

young hearts, be free tonight.
time is on your side.

modus operandi

miss golightly

"i'm like a cat here, a no-name slob. we belong to nobody, and nobody belongs to us. we don't even belong to each other."

"you know what's wrong with you, miss whoever-you-are? you're chicken, you've got no guts. you're afraid to stick out your chin and say, 'okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness.' you call yourself a free spirit, a "wild thing," and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. well baby, you're already in that cage. you built it yourself...it's wherever you go. because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself." 

moving in elliptical patterns

pump up the volume

it aint me babe

my boys

leave the light on

asleep

neutral milk hotel

teen creeps

a thousand kisses deep

watch ladies and gentleman, mr. leonard cohen here...

http://pitchfork.com/tv/#/episode/2049-ladies-and-gentlemen-mr-leonard-cohen/1

long, but worth it.

so fucking mad to be saved

"but then they danced down the street like dingledodies, and i shambled after as i've been doing all my life after people who interest me...

because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time...

the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "awww!"

cassette recordings

molten light

tunnelvision

deathbeds

oh wes, you did it again (with the exception of xo skeletons).

neurosis

"it always fascinated me how people go from loving you madly to nothing at all, nothing. it hurts so much. when i feel someone is going to leave me, i have a tendency to break up first before i get to hear the whole thing...

here it is. one more, one less. another wasted love story. i really love this one. when i think that its over, that i'll never see him again like this...well yes, i'll bump into him, we'll meet our new boyfriend and girlfriend, act as if we had never been together, then we'll slowly think of each other less and less until we forget each other completely. almost... 

always the same for me. break up, break down. drunk up, fool around. meet one guy, then another, fuck around. forget the one and only. then after a few months of total emptiness start again to look for true love, desperately look everywhere and after two years of loneliness meet a new love and swear it is the one, until that one is gone as well...  there's a moment in life where you can't recover any more from another break-up. and even if this person bugs you sixty percent of the time, well you still can’t live without him. and even if he wakes you up every day by sneezing right in your face, well you love his sneezes more than anyone else's kisses."

up, down, turn around

pre-cola freaks

overexposure

'a'

black albino bones

pre-ordered singles 2002-2008 collection couple tracks.

double LP, hard stuff/fun stuff. 

january is so far away.

reality

the mark of cain