The Prodigal Daughter

And I’m not going back into rags or in the hole
And our bruises are coming, but we will never fold
And I was your silver lining, as the story goes
I was your silver lining, but now I’m gold

Hurray, hurray, I’m your silver lining
Hurray, hurray, but now I’m gold

And I was your silver lining, high up on my toes
While you were running through fields of hitchhikers
As the story goes

Hurray, hurray, I’m your silver lining
Hurray, hurray, but now I’m gold

Hurray, hurray, I’m your silver now
Hurray, hurray, but now I’m gold

And the grass, it was a’ticking
And the sun was on the rise
I never felt so wicked
As when I willed our love to die

And I was your silver lining, as the story goes
I was your sliver lining, but now I’m gold

Hurray, hurray, I’m your silver lining
Hurray, hurray, but now I’m gold

Hurray, hurray, I’m your silver now
Hurray, hurray, but now I’m gold

—
Rilo Kiley

Recently I have been looking at tumblr pages. These are pages powered by a firefox plugin and are great for bookmarking images, music, text, and video. The name for these is Tumblelog. I have been enjoying one in particular called This Isn’t Happiness. Happiness includes amazing image finds such as this:

I would like to point out that the Japanese are liars. this is not what I consider to be an orgy. This is a bunch of people fucking in one room, yes, but not together. That is what I think defines an orgy. Group fucking sex. Not a group have sex individually. Also last time I checked orgies were supposed to include at least one if not all of the following:
masks
cocaine
champagne
lube
sweaty groups
a fat guy in sweat pants passed out in the corner b/c no one would fuck him
i added that last part to see if you’re paying attention.

My friend Jennifer sums it up the best, ” it looks more like gym class”.

Agreed. Someone should take their “world record” away.

I was recently given a comp downloaded from the internet entitled “Indie Rock Playlist: Best of 2008″. I am a pretty huge loser and have always enjoyed “indie rock” which I thought included a wide range of music. That could be me. It could be that I don’t stay in that genre and my tastes are ecclectic. It is possible. Maybe I am just too old to get it.

Yet now, it seems, that these bands make very “cute” music that include at least a xylophone, a stringed instrument, and perhaps a girl and boy duet/group sing along. It sounds very little like rock and very much like some kind of music they would be selling a mac or a small fuel efficient car with. There are certain bands and songs that do stand out from this comp, but for close to 150 songs, the majority sound very very similar. This is not to discount the songs that I do genuinley like. There are at least a few. Like the Electric Six song…but they pretty much fucking rule anyway.

Is this a valid complaint? Am I too old to like cute neo folk? I mean it is as if it’s fashioned to sound like Belle and Sebastian except less musically talented and less harmonic. Half of these kids can’t even sing. Perhaps this is just a precursor to have the pirate band I am currently a semi part of to blow the fuck up. I do not know.

about

It’s four in the morning, the end of December
I’m writing you now just to see if you’re better
New York is cold, but I like where I’m living
There’s music on Clinton Street all through the evening.

I hear that you’re building your little house deep in the desert
You’re living for nothing now, I hope you’re keeping some kind of record.

Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?

Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
You’d been to the station to meet every train
And you came home without Lili Marlene

And you treated my woman to a flake of your life
And when she came back she was nobody’s wife.

Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
Well I see Jane’s awake —

She sends her regards.
And what can I tell you my brother, my killer
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you
I’m glad you stood in my way.

If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me
Your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free.

Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes
I thought it was there for good so I never tried.

And Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear

—
Leonard Cohen

i like this one:

and this one:

and this one:

the rest are here

he takes pictures of toys.

doesn’t knock dicks out of mouths

akihiro furuta’s family poses for special occasions together and always look like they’re having fun. i love them!!! via booooooom, which is also totally awesome and i have been snatching things from this guy for a while with out credit. i just didn’t want to give away my secret!

Have a nice “NEW YEAR”

Happy birthday of dog

akihiro’s flickr

BTW my birthday is coming up. I need a pair of their snazzy birthday glasses.