flowers and a pack of marlboros


yearly
December 30, 2008, 12:23 am
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Most bloggers are writing a 2008 review and I would not want to be an exception to that rule, I swear I tried hard to write one but I’m helpless, can’t do it 😦

Therefore, I will as always talk about people here, nothing better than some fucked up gossip 😛

I gonna throw a new year’s party at my house on Dec. 31 and I’ve invited some friends to tag along and enjoy the night with me. It was all good, people were happy and I was joyous thinking about such lovely night and then suddenly people started trying to pressure me to turn our party into something I would never think about doing. It’s very strange that people can never get enough of your good will, they’re always trying to push you into something that could do you harm while pleasing them.

I’m glad that while I had this little problem, some people were still supportive to my ideia and decided that all they really wanted was spending some quality time with friends and have a laid back night doing whatever we feel like at the time.

Friends are roses, their beauty never comes without the danger os being hurt. (I am fucking cliché today, shame on me)

Today’s song is Teenage Riot by Sonic Youth. I’ll only post lyrics for Thurston vocals, I’m sorry Kim.

[Thurston]
Everybody’s talking ’bout the stormy weather
And what’s a man do to but work out whether it’s true?
Looking for a man with a focus and a temper
Who can open up a map and see between one and two

Time to get it
Before you let it
Get to you

Here he comes now
Stick to your guns
And let him through

Everybody’s coming from the winter vacation
Taking in the sun in a exaltation to you
You come running in on platform shoes
With Marshall stacks
To at least just give us a clue
Ah, here it comes
I know it’s someone I knew

Teenage riot in a public station
Gonna fight and tear it up in a hypernation for you

Now I see it
I think I’ll leave it out of the way
Now I come near you
And it’s not clear why you fade away

Looking for a ride to your secret location
Where the kids are setting up a free-speed nation, for you
Got a foghorn and a drum and a hammer that’s rockin’
And a cord and a pedal and a lock, that’ll do me for now

It better work out
I hope it works out my way
‘Cause it’s getting kind of quiet in my city’s head
Takes a teen age riot to get me out of bed right now

You better look it
We’re gonna shake it
Up to him

He acts the hero
We paint a zero
On his hand

We know it’s down
We know it’s bound too loose
Everybody’s sound is round it
Everybody wants to be proud to choose
So who’s to take the blame for the stormy weather
You’re never gonna stop all the teenage leather and booze

It’s time to go round
A one man showdown
Teach us how to fail

We’re off the streets now
And back on the road
On the riot trail


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