thank heaven

there's something really perfect about being a 20-something with a blog right now. it allows the writer the illusion of being heard out and maybe understood by a huge anonymous audience. you can cry and know nobody's laughing at you, make bad jokes and pretend everyone is now laughing, and generally get really into yourself. really, really into yourself.

before blogs, people had babies. but it's not really approp to be self-indulgent and morose in your twenties when you've got a bun in the oven or one thats freshly baked. so some people, thinking out of the box, adopted cats. more time to explore the emotions from the teenage years without having to be responsible or purchase creamed foods. even better, just write about yourself as a hobby. my point being that a blog is a modern version of a baby. this one's mine.

ps even hilary knows it takes a village to raise a child. if you want to write about music, talk to me please.

casiotone for the painfully alone was introduced to me recently. mr. tone writes the kind of sad music that you don't have to be sad to appreciate. this song sounds like when a kid hammers on the lowest keys of the piano and realizes that it sounds depressing and that this sound goes with the color blue (both conventions, no?). please listen to and read about casiotone's cover of graceland on said the gramophone. first listen to this.

casiotone for the painfully alone "i love creedence"


herman dune has been a favorite for a solid six months. that's one 20th of my 20s. his folk-y take on the doldrums (i cant come up with a more modern word) makes him sound like the kind of guy that doesn't get hung up on much. so he got dumped. so he's getting old. ok, whatever. he also wears unique hats, which you may choose to explore during your free time on youtube. herman is great; this song is nice, too. (or maybe you n dom agree.)

herman dune "not on top"