just in case i have any readers not already turned on to geoffrey litwack, do yourselves and download his annual with an introduction by luis ripoll colombian extraordinaire. the "not aphorisms" section rocks.
in other news i guess this is the time of year for contemplation and resolutions and such. seeing that i engage in such mind fucking contemplation most of the time, i'll spare you and me further embarassment.
i listened to "clap your hands say yeah" two times yesterday while driving, it was the perfect lenght from kifisia to glyfada and it really grew on me. i understand the guy's voice may be annoying but it's really part of the package. shame to mojo for not including it in their 50 best of 2005 while including -you know how i know you're gay- coldplay and oasis of course. it's been a lot of fun listening to all my vinyl back here and i wish there was a way i could transport it back to ny with me. on the other hand there's much music most albums i own don't even get one listen per year, though a few are indeed in heavy rotation.
what else what else i guess that's it for 2005. i started the year in london then amsterdam back to greece, new york and now greece again albeit until it's back to ny. i start to sound like a fucking high class prostitute. and let that be the closing note.