i don’t like red wine and i don’t like orange juice but about half and half with a bit of sprite on top is totally decent
last night we read a bunch of terrible jstor articles about anime and yelled at them then got stoned and later i made some collages
abloodymess said: the best $10 pickles
right?? i don’t know if they’re common elsewhere, but here we only get them occasionally—at winners, of all places (it’s a department store, mostly clothing/furniture/housewares)—and it’s lame bc i can’t find any other satisfactorily vinegary pickles
i’ve spent most of the afternoon listening to brilliant from birth, a big comp of early bee gees. it’s solid beatlesy stuff throughout but occasionally, as here, they really shine. those harmonies! :’) (this song is not great, the lyrics are really possessive-creepy, but i like the guitar—it reminds me of pygmalion-mode slowdive.)
i listened to black portland a couple times when it came out, i loved “florida water” and “movin” but overall it didn’t make much of an impression. everyone else seemed to be really into it though, so i figured i should give it another shot, and sure enough, it is actually a lot better than i remembered. jay and thug are great and great together; they have a certain sort of wild attack-the-track sensibility in common, but contrast nicely too: if thug’s flow is, maybe dhalsim—lean, flexible, a dervish equal parts jag and slither—jay’s is blanka; a heavy-hitter surprisingly light on his feet, tightly wound and pugilistic. (actually, i find jay almost steals the show here, and not even just cuz he has two verses for every one of thug’s.)
for fuck’s sake, the baby is even making a “holding a joint” hand
(madonna and child, jacopo bellini)
so for the next two weeks ish, i’ll be housesitting for my aunt and uncle while they’re on vacation, and i am really excited! a house to myself for two weeks! honestly it’s probably more psychological than practical—i mean, i can have my own house to myself for 10+ hours most days, and it’s not like mom gets in the way of anything i’d be doing anyway—still, this seems like a huge luxury to me. (the un-familiarity is a big part of it too, i think; makes everything feel crisper. i’m always lazy at home, and i believe it’s something to do with the homeness of it…like, my attention span etc improves exponentially if i go in to the library, and it’s not that it’s really quieter or anything.) the lovely back deck pictured above (hopefully to be graced with a steady continuation of the lovely weather also pictured above) is probably the best feature (we have a biiit of a front deck but it’s like 6 feet from the road and looks pretty much directly into the people across the street’s front yard/house). i think my main plan for these 2 weeks is to get lots of reading done.
(i have to mow the lawn at some point, but i get to use a ride-on mower for it, which is like way hella fun—seems like all the parts i might enjoy about driving if it weren’t for several extra tons of metal+the whole minesweeper field of potential victims aspect.)
dusk is my favorite time of day
ok so actually i warmed to the halen quite a bit. (updated favorites: s/t, diver down…kinda obvious picks, i s’pose.) here are some things i have been liking:
- the “blind to himself, he’s laughing up his scheme / looking back in anger, the city is relieved” part in "hang ‘em high"—but they only do it twice in the whole song! i hate that. (tangentially: one of my favorite things about the first japandroids record was how everything got repeated a million times, as if to make sure everyone would get a generous helping of their favorite part.)
- i always thought, since eddie van halen was one of those list-topping guitar god virtuoso types, and the band was fucking called VAN HALEN, that they would be like a stupid wank-gimmick show, but actually probably the best thing about them is how tight they keep it. i mean, they’re not shy about their chops, but it’s always still about the song.
- "loss of control" is a goof but still, so much fun; how it races right to the verge of its title.
- the “can’t you see me…” part in "jump". (the rest is just ok.)
oh, another thing from today: i had this new soda, a limited edition crush flavor—a tie-in with hedley, who are a pretty big pop-rock band here in canada (i don’t really care for them but that’s neither here nor there atm). it’s called “wild life”, after their latest album. it’s a cherry flavor, and actually a really good one! a lot of artificial cherry flavors lean too hard on sweet—more like maraschino juices than actual cherries—but his one makes sure to hit that little curl at the end of the taste (and it settles right down into it beautifully for like, a second, just as the taste is giving way to the aftertaste). (speaking of which: a nice, very mild aftertaste; none of that sickly hangover sweet that plagues most fruit sodas.) makes for a great-tasting fizz, too. anyway, it was one of those things where the taste seemed like, absolutely at equilibrium with the color, which i’m always really really into, so i started thinking about that phenomenon in general, and i remembered this one time me and a couple friends (got really stoned and) made a bunch of blue kool-aid and watched one of the ocean episodes of planet earth. it was amazing. so i got the idea of getting, like, a bunch of blue (and probably green—seems like a better fit than lime soda) kool-aid and “wild life”, rigging it all up with straws (both to cut out the necessity for head-tilt drinks and also to allow combinatory drinking), and putting on suspiria, synching drinks w/the dominant color of the scene. i am very excited about this idea. i am totally fucking serious about this, me and fuckmaniknowbuthey are going to do it asap. we will report on the results, of course.
i listened to all the david lee roth era van halen albums today. they were okay. i think women and children first and fair warning are my favorites. i really like "little guitars", which was the only one i knew going in aside from radio overhearings and such (like i knew “running with the devil” but i don’t think i knew it was a van halen song). (i could’ve found a pair of pictures for above that better demonstrate the resemblance, but i liked the approximate symmetry of poses there.)