Monday, June 29, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
speaking of the season, i think neon indian wants to be your summer jam husband. they want to be your one and only and they'll give you a spencer pratt sized diamond to seal the deal. like the diving lady up there (hello mesa), what i've heard of neon indian so far sounds like sleep all day, shaved ice, and those uncomfy bathing suit elastic marks on your butt.
neon indian - should have taken acid with you
Thursday, June 11, 2009
the fiery furnaces - the end is near
seems like all you can see sometimes in the beginning is how it's gonna end. poor excuse for not starting though.
mitch, you want a apple?
no. eventually it will be a core.
Wednesday, June 03, 2009
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