*SAS (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} emperor3d) wrote,@ 2009-05-09 07:41:00 |
|
| Current mood: | Perky |
| Current music: | Foals |
Foals // Red Socks Pugie
Good morning Saturday sunshiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
Example of Music Genius: The lead up to minute 2:15 and then at 2:15 it kicks off. It's clusterfuckingly beautiful. Ugh. And I'm blissfully cognisant that I do sound a weee 'lil bit like a twat. Fuck me, roight? It's a bit dancy too. You can dance if you want to! G'head! Get it on with your bad self, ya'all. asdfas!!
"In Context She said, these terminals once again. These wasp's nests, these terminals once again. These heart swells, these contexts in your head. Oh hell no, these vessels. Our heart swells up, these vessels. Our heart swells up, which makes us explode. Oh hell no, these vessels. Our heart swells up, which welcome. Our heart swells up, let's make them explode. Oh, what the hell, we should've said. No, oh hell, we should've said. No, heart swells up, which makes us explode. She said these wasp's nests. These wasp's nests, These contexts in your head. Once again..."
Well friends, next week is the last episode of Lost until next year or whenever the fuckski. Then there's only 15 episodes left of the entire fucking show. Which begs the question... What are we going to do then? *scrunchy face* Cheers!
