Variety is not the spice of life, it's a dietary staple.

[flamingsword]

While I'm sulking in bed and pretending that my stomach pain has gone away and that I'm TOTALLY OKAY, NO REALLY I'm making a bunch of band icons to post up next week. It's rather fun to do, actually, and it means I am exposing myself to new music. Eisley and THE CAB are pretty good, and I liked That Green Gentleman so much I bought Pretty. Odd. by Panic at the Disco. I'm a sucker for theatricality, you all know this. But the Beatles-vibes are very soothing in that comfortably restless way that makes you want to act out, just gets under your skin and makes you want to create a new world in words and colors and metaphors, a better world to turn this one into. I miss The Beatles, and they were never together in my lifetime. :'(

Someone make me go dancing tomorrow? Please drag my grouchy self onto a dance floor and ply me with loud and pretty 'til my brain shuts off and I can relax and deal with my life.

Comments

[elucreh.livejournal.com]

That is exactly the effect Pretty. Odd. has on me! I like the way you put it, though.

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ETA links to a few things. Watch this one: http://www.purevolume.com/videos/278

[hellocobweb.livejournal.com]

Call me when you're not at work tomorrow. We might talk dancing, we might not. OK?