checked out fourth culture radio last night. really sweet mixes going on there.
: elevators and escalators. elevators that transformed into a train and we travelled all the way up to the 117th floor but were on railway tracks. and suddenly in a train station and pushing trolleys with i-don't-know-whose luggage and finding myself in a restaurant that served strange food that looked like lobsters but weren't. wanted to check out some weird punk disco but finally decided against it. :
couple of nights ago, after heavy rotation of water & solutions :
: went to a house show where sf and his mates were in a tin-whistle band. they were sitting on the sofas in the living room and i came in just in time to hear the last 3 songs and they sounded a lot like wrought:ironsmile. especially the tracks from the die kosmo gessellschaft split. then i went to the kitchen to wash my face and left for a charity bazaar. it was in a school and the year was 1983 and they sold mostly clothes and i didn't feel like getting anything. :
woke up this morning humming to jawbreaker.
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