I never asked but I heard you cast your lot along with the poor. But then I overheard your prayer, that you be this and nothing more than just some grateful faithful woman's favourite singing millionaire, the patron Saint of envy and the grocer of despair, working for the Yankee Dollar.

Sunday, July 23, 2006

flush on the river


so summers in new york are apparently humid, dark and rainy and everyone's pissed off. i bought a record yesterday on vinyl that i already own on cd and though i have been known to do this on purpose on at least 2 occasions (al green gets next to you and blondie's parallel lines) this time it was an accident. it was such a good hole to fill that i couldn't resist. kraftewerk's radioactivity bridges the gap between the ethereal materpiece that is autobahn and the albums that would define electropop and an entire decade, namely man machine. i've been playing around with my mixer and expect a slice of electronic goodness coming sometime soon.

espn classic is showing poker all weekend long and it's so hard to look away even though i should be working, i'm walking around in ridiculous boxer shorts watching the 2005 main event of the world series of poker even though i know what's going to happen. i guess it's something like karate kid, i mean can YOU resist it?




gotta love it

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