dramatique

if only we could drink frapps and light blunts togeths.

ominpresent

it won't go away.

fantasia

my favorite painting of all-time.

undermybed

every once in a while, i remember how amazing veruca salt was. i first listened to this album when i was like 12 or 13 and it's stayed forever with me as one of the first rock records i memorized. very much the pinnacle of pop-grunge, they wrote the sweetest melodies with the most coarse instrumentation, their lyrics mostly about annoying boyfriends, tormented love, and stupid girls. this is the kind of album you listen to on a low volume while making out in the backseat of someone's car on a friday night; the utter equilibrium of being young and dumb. if you wanna see me embarrass myself, turn this on and watch me sing every fucking lyric.

lady sings the blues

too young to die, too fast to live. one of the top singers of our generation is gone and burnt right before our eyes.

siren

just finished listening to king b.'s latest effort, 4, and i must say that i'm quite impressed. not her best work (that's reserved for the stylish sheen of b'day), though much better than the multiple personality mess of sasha fierce. here she ditches her electro-pop melodies for softer, rawer beats against her nervous-hiccup growl of a voice, and the result is something olympian. for the first time, beyoncé seems to live up to her status as lyrical goddess, with each song sounding more and more as if she's singing down from a tall, pristine mountain to a large crowd of disciples. unsurprisingly, "run the world (girls)" is not the best song, or even close. instead, i'd side with "1 + 1," "i miss you," or the diplo/switch penned "end of time," which avoid feminist nods and strike harder with shameless vulnerability. in this mix of lovesick gushiness and occasional fear of mortality, beyoncé reinvents herself from the horizons above yet slightly stumbles upon the rocks below.

say it loud

♥♥♥.

1976's greatest: network

one of those scary non-horror movies. lots of chilly scenes in which people are supposed to be funny yet telling the awful truth of our world. you wanna roll your eyes and say they're ridiculous, but if you flip your channel, you realize how fucking real it is.