Concerts to See Before Death
- Sufjan Stevens
- Chris Garneau
- Joanna Newsom
- Bon Iver
- Ray LaMontagne
- Bjork
- Daft Punk
Concerts I’ve Seen Before Death
- Animal Collective
November 2009
Concerts I’ve Seen Before Death
October 2009
“Waltzing with the open sea,
Clam, crab, cockle, cowrie,
Oh, will you just look at me?” —Joanna Newsom
Clam, crab, cockle, cowrie,
Oh, will you just look at me?” —Joanna Newsom
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The Smashing Pumpkins
Confession
I wish I fit in, but I really don’t. My good friends and I, we just don’t, flat out, with other people our age. We were talking about this this night, and it almost feels like we are the joke of the school, like we are nice, yeah, but too weird to actually befriend. Too spontaneous, random, abstract, thoughty, artsy, gay, open, physical.
We thought we were becoming good friends with these other people, and I’m still not sure, but they only seem to invite us when it’s to their own show because they want a crowd, or when we just happen to be around and it’s probably just a convince to ask if we want to come along, rather then make an excuse not to. Because we hear about all these parties, all these things they did, and we weren’t even asked if we were interested.
And it wouldn’t be so bad, if we didn’t invite people to do things with us all the time. It wouldn’t be so bad if they didn’t come along with us, only to forget about us on our lonely nights
But it would be a lie to say we can’t make other friends. I have, I do. But they always seem to move away. I really hope my whole life isn’t going to be like this, the kid that no one wants to hang out with, unless it’s his house he is opening up. I’m not inviting them to Sasquatch this year.
To Catch a Predator
He wears a:
- Fanny pack
- ‘Molestache’
- White shoes (because they are all pure, right?)
- Public masturbation coat
- Grandpa glasses
Guess what? Being a pedophile for Halloween isn’t easy, so I themed it up. The Christmas Rapist! At least when I was doing cross walk duty for this Halloween eve event, parents didn’t try to bring their kids away from me. I mean, come on, I was just wearing a Christmas sweater… Oh, the ignorance of not knowing creepy details when you see it.
G’night. I just realized my Tumblr is like a journey journal for me, because I post a lot of the things I do as I’m doing them, throughout the day. By the way, I got a Flickr account, y’all should keep an eye on it because I’ll be adding a lot of my art I do onto it, now I have my scanner working.
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I’ve been uploading some art now I got my scanner to world. All of it is not digitally edited, unless I specifically say so.
