Thursday, June 16, 2011
the post-self self
like a stop motion flag unfurling,
a flower unfolding in time-lapsed film,
slow lorising into the future,
i opened and inverted into myself.
the post-self self.
a flower unfolding in time-lapsed film,
slow lorising into the future,
i opened and inverted into myself.
the post-self self.
sex in the air
Nothing on the radio could be better than these lines:
"'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it/Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it"
"'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it/Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it"
On the edge of last friday night.
what the hell is this video/song... it's a combination of rebecca black's "friday" (in that it describes everything that happens on a friday) and the 80s sax solo from lady gaga's "edge of glory". except that it tries to excuse itself by being self-referential and having rebecca black make a cameo appearance along with a slew of other people (Katy Perry's 'Last Friday Night' Invite Thrills Hanson). kenny g made a cameo appearance as the 80s sax soloist. i'm slightly offended by the arrogance of perry trying to outdo lady gaga and impinge on her pop culture territory.
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