john denver -rocky mountain high
i love john denver so much. i ripped this from my vinyl and i think it sounds SO GOOD. great road trip song (even though we’re heading east)
Morrissey - We Hate It When Our Friends Become Successful
i remember hearing this song once a long time ago on the dance floor during 80’s night at the wave back in norfolk. i was in a really difficult place, my personal life was a complete wreck and i just felt like i didn’t have anything under control, all the time. when this song came on the entire dance floor went crazy. i flung my hair back and danced like there was no tomorrow and went home feeling a lot better. it’s been my favorite solo moz song ever since.
Elevate Me Later - Pavement
yeah!
i cannot wait until summer, when i can ride around in my car with the windows down, blasting crooked rain, crooked rain as loud as i can and singing along to every word. SUMMER!
team dresch: freewheel
personal best still sounds so good.
sometimes i guess i just need to hear a drum machine.
Nashville Parthenon, Casiotone for the painfully alone.
And I still buy two pairs of everything
so when you come home you and I’ll be twins.
Sarah twelve (1988), this is probably the most money I’ve spent on an indie 45.
timeless! this song still sounds just as good as the first time i ever heard it.
piebald: all you need is drums to start a dance party
i put this song on a christmas mix for my brother-in-law and had forgotten how much i loved this band. between this and listening to something to write home about on repeat, it feels like 2003 up in hurrrr.
discount: milly
“milly says it’s time to close her eyes;
‘cause everything she’s ever seen has made her sad inside.
i have to say that i understand.
milly says she doesn’t want to go any place she’s ever been
cause every place she’s ever been
she’s been out of place,
and so i have to say i understand.”
desaparecidos: man and wife, the latter (damaged goods)
i am halfheartedly searching through my music collection for some serious ass-kicking jams to help me through the stress of this week, the week that i will defend my Ph.D. comprehensive exams. this album is always good for ass-kicking; it’s loud and angsty, so it’ll do for now. i can’t believe that on friday i will walk into this seminar room and answer questions for two hours and when i come out, i will either be ABD or i won’t. i keep telling myself there’s nothing to worry about, that i know my research better than anyone else, that my adviser wouldn’t have let me get this far if he didn’t think i would pass, but nothing is ever really a foregone conclusion in academia. all i can do until then is breathe, and study, and sleep and try to channel all of this nervous energy into something positive.
