(vinyl)

Today I listened to Exile on Main St. I listened to it while exercising in the morning, and then while driving to see a client. Isn't that exciting?!

the replacements

Tom Waits: Bone Machine.

and Real Gone before this.

alien sex fiend

my, you have really gotten goth, cantanky.

do you say this because peter murphy is in my avatar?

yeah, and you're listening to alien sex fiend and a couple of hours you retarded to either your coffin or your cave and...

i was referring to my occasionally reclusive habits, sorry if i got your hopes up or something
i have a black shirt with a ribcage x ray on it, would you like me to go put it on and smudge some eyeliner on a bit and prance about my living room listening to bela lugosi's dead?

i love that record! their best one.

i'm not that fond of goths, the occasional liz vicious notwithstanding.

but i wouldn't mind you doing that, whatever your heart of darkness desires.

wait a second, ribcage shirt?





yeah, it's awesome, i'm now listening to nothing feels good which is quite great as well.

uh no not like spinal tap, it's alexander mcqueen. it looks like an actual x ray image rather than just a drawing.

 

 

 

 

ohh, morbid.

you think?

i got some stares on the plane but i don't know if it was because of my shirt or my pupils.