January 2011
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planetstarlight asked: um yer the one stylin onstage ok you're like a dream in mid length dress
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My babies, my girls, my Lust-Cats of the Gutters.
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Songs I will never leave the dance floor for.
“The Music Sounds Better With You” Stardust
“This is Radio Clash” The Clash
“Young Folks” Peter Bjorn & John
“Little Bitch” The Specials
“Hey Mami” Fannypack
“I Want to be Your Lady Baby” INOJ
“Day & Night” Kid Cudi (Crookers remix, obvs)
“Shake a Tail Feather” The Five Du-Tones
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pricklythornsweetlyworn asked: I thought the exact same thing about this when it popped up on my dash.
http://breedavies.tumblr.com/post/2827353232/unreal-stolen-from-lb-aka-violeteer
http://breedavies.tumblr.com/post/2827353232/unreal-stolen-from-lb-aka-violeteer
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It's 10 p.m. Do you know where your band's ethos...
exhaustive cyclical band/music/artist/audio blogging culture works hard for the internet’s next big blog thing to excite them/me/you/the mainstream, which is just the regular stream with a personal commercialization of your favorite products/bands and filled with answers to why and how you can get famous, if even for a minute, for whatever that means to you in lo-fi/hyped/sun-drenched/buzzed...
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To-Do list:
1. Finish writing teen novel
2. Shop teen novel
3. Sell teen novel
4. Pack up band, yoga mat and tea collection and move to Los Angeles
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You're gonna have to let them, dick you around.
You gotta have fear in your heart. You gotta have fear in your heart. You gotta have fear in your heart. You gotta have fear in your heart. You gotta have fear in your heart. You gotta have fear in your heart.You gotta have fear in your heart. You gotta have fear in your heart.You gotta have fear in your heart. You gotta have fear in your heart.You gotta have fear in your heart. You gotta have...
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nightofjoy:
We are part of a radical creative community in Denver. Call it DIY. Call it whatever the fuck you want. It is all happening.
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Night nurse of the drug bed ward.
Drug bed. I was in a drug bed. Not your drug bed, no. I saw that bed. It looked like his bed, ten years ago. On the floor, cold, no sheets. Except he had a television next to his bed that was blaring American Psycho when we fucked. This bed was above it all, and by all accounts clean. But when we sat on the edge of this high bed, neither your bed or his floor bed, it became a drug bed.
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