the kicking horse of scope creep

If I was reviewing stuff on a scale that involved stars or something I would give the Psychedelic Horseshit album about a million of them.

Psychedelic Horseshit – New Wave Hippies

(this is an aac file. whatever.)

I bought a tiny fan heater and holed myself up in my room. It wasn’t bad. I wouldn’t mind staying.

Belong – A Sunny Place For Shady People

You might have expressed some concern. Our exchange might have been boring and off-point.

I’m feeling a bit more stable now. I had a milkshake after work.

Little Claw – Polar Bear

“I keep thinking about dying. Not all the time, but on about the same scale as I think about what I’m going to do for lunch. I mean, a lot.”

No one seems to give much weight to my hallucinations.

They probably don’t hallucinate quite so regularly.

The angles in my house are really weird. I considered adding them up (just to make sure) but I didn’t have a compass or a protractor or anything so I had to direct my worry elsewhere.

Lamps – Now That I’m Dead

It’s nice out now. The sky is partially clear, most of the windows in the neighboring office building are still lit up, and the air smells like laundry.

I have important plans to carry out. I’m gonna need lots of those plastic zip tie thingies.

Severed Heads – Bombs Fell

My head throbbed. Dark spots traveled across my line of vision. I thought, “maybe I could use some social rehabilitation.”

I didn’t know where to start.

Black Lips – Veni Vidi Vici

Alone at home I got drunk instead. I worried about my skin opening up and exposing all kinds of messy insides. The wind was really fucking loud.

Jens Lekman – If You Ever Need a Stranger

Should I read The Savage Detectives again?

Should I curl up in a ball?

Matthew Dear – Don and Sherri (Hot Chip Version)