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Songs for my favoritest kitchen utensil
Sep. 13th, 2006 08:36 pm"i'm a reasonable man get off my case get off my case get off my case
For my favoritest kitchen utensil: None of it is actually Spanish, but they're all from Spanish or Portuguese colonies
Ceumar - Dindinha
From Brazil. About "a deep and devoted love" according to the liner notes. I could ask Carla.
Correo Aereo - Fiesta Llanera
From Mexico. Based on a traditional piece from Venezuela.
José Luis Martínez Vesga - Bunde Tolimense
From Colombia. You know, the place where everything is drugs. Composed in 1914.
Tito Paris - Dança ma mi Criola
From Cape Verde.
For Miyomi:
Nivbed - Megadone
A tribute song to Megaman.
For everyone else. Actually, everyone else should listen to the above songs.
Mor Lam - Sarava
From Laos.
Anyway, stuff, in absolutely no attempt at chronological order:
a moon full of stars and astral cars
I had ICED CREAM! It was vanilla, but it had rainbow sprinkles to make up for it. No cherry or strawberries or anything, though. I didn't say anything to Tiang, but I did stand there and happily eat the iced cream, assuming she had class. She was busy, I guess.
there are doors that lock, and doors that don't
The radio station was doing another Take CDs for free!!! promotional thingus. Rich walked away with nine. I got five, one of which is Mexican shaman psychedelic folk rock. I haven't listened to the other ones. Rich thinks Songs For Parents Who Enjoy Drugs is punk.
let's go down the waterfall
There was one guy dressed as a chicken and one guy dressed as a bear. Tina and I believe they should have fought. I'm listening to Hunting Bears as I write this.
we are the dollars and cents and the pounds and the pence and the mark and the yen and we're going to crack your little souls
Mike applied for a jorb in some business, but wasn't able to get it unless he cut his hair (it's longer than mine). He refused. Rich, Carla (She's a lot like Delirium), and I say way to stick it to them. Then we talked about other things, like the Iraq war and China.
while you make pretty speeches i'm being torn to shreds
I just realized I had no 200th Entry Spectacular. You get colors. That's spectacular, I guess.
of course i'd love to sit and chat
I had a dream in which I was on a cross between a paddleboat and a bicycle and I was on some green, algae-infested river with plants with little pink flowers growing out that I could just go through.
For my favoritest kitchen utensil: None of it is actually Spanish, but they're all from Spanish or Portuguese colonies
Ceumar - Dindinha
From Brazil. About "a deep and devoted love" according to the liner notes. I could ask Carla.
Correo Aereo - Fiesta Llanera
From Mexico. Based on a traditional piece from Venezuela.
José Luis Martínez Vesga - Bunde Tolimense
From Colombia. You know, the place where everything is drugs. Composed in 1914.
Tito Paris - Dança ma mi Criola
From Cape Verde.
For Miyomi:
Nivbed - Megadone
A tribute song to Megaman.
For everyone else. Actually, everyone else should listen to the above songs.
Mor Lam - Sarava
From Laos.
Anyway, stuff, in absolutely no attempt at chronological order:
a moon full of stars and astral cars
I had ICED CREAM! It was vanilla, but it had rainbow sprinkles to make up for it. No cherry or strawberries or anything, though. I didn't say anything to Tiang, but I did stand there and happily eat the iced cream, assuming she had class. She was busy, I guess.
there are doors that lock, and doors that don't
The radio station was doing another Take CDs for free!!! promotional thingus. Rich walked away with nine. I got five, one of which is Mexican shaman psychedelic folk rock. I haven't listened to the other ones. Rich thinks Songs For Parents Who Enjoy Drugs is punk.
let's go down the waterfall
There was one guy dressed as a chicken and one guy dressed as a bear. Tina and I believe they should have fought. I'm listening to Hunting Bears as I write this.
we are the dollars and cents and the pounds and the pence and the mark and the yen and we're going to crack your little souls
Mike applied for a jorb in some business, but wasn't able to get it unless he cut his hair (it's longer than mine). He refused. Rich, Carla (She's a lot like Delirium), and I say way to stick it to them. Then we talked about other things, like the Iraq war and China.
while you make pretty speeches i'm being torn to shreds
I just realized I had no 200th Entry Spectacular. You get colors. That's spectacular, I guess.
of course i'd love to sit and chat
I had a dream in which I was on a cross between a paddleboat and a bicycle and I was on some green, algae-infested river with plants with little pink flowers growing out that I could just go through.
