"hot as in warm?" "no."

riding in the car with nick and andrea to chicago was great because they listen to a bunch of good music i don't know. jams i've heard of but never heard. stuff i should know. pinback, jim o'rourke, the radio dept. the radio dept. is like someone timewarped back to my personal year of age sixteen [1997] and rolled all of my obsessively-favorite, compulsively-favorite bands [i did obsess over things before xmas decorations] together like a tight wad of super-smooth, super-shiny silly putty. it made sense when i found out they were on labrador. i always need little anchors like that about music; i need my tunes situated.

the radio dept. = one part boo radleys
plus one part entire shoegaze genre
plus one part sarah records twee
plus one part sweden

this jam's off their newest ep, which came out in october on labrador.
pulling our weight


i hung miniature plastic babies from a red xmas tree last night while watching nanny 911. writing that down, i see perhaps how unconsciously related those two things were. i rarely watch nanny 911, and i've never tethered tiny babies to an xmas tree from their necks, a little arm, a foot, both feet. if you've ever watched that fucking show, you'd understand why this happened. the insanity of children and parents on that show is one unmatched on network television. if you watched too many episodes of it, invariably it would drive you to tie off the balls of any male in sight.

margot and the nuclear so and so's [i really have an internal battle about using that apostrophe] signed to artemis records. they're totally labelmates with BOSTON and KITTIE. hehe.

i'm worrying about money like the rest of us. i haven't showered since saturday, left my pajamas or the house in thirty hours. perhaps i should! i gotta get some dirt to repot my plant after its fabled suicide attempt yesterday, and paper towels are getting mighty tired of acting as coffee filters for the last week.