| Current music: | Donnie Darko - soundtrack |
it is a fearful thing to love what death can touch
My friend's dog is slowly dying today and his heart is broken. There is no comfort that can be offered to him.
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No one on the flist seemed to be in possession of the ultra-rare and beyond the beyonds double disc soundtrack to Donnie Darko - so I searched and searched and finally found a copy of my very own in Switzerland! Heh. Now I own it *grabby hands* but am more than willing to share mp3s if anyone wants some of it. It's a funny thing to me to re-visit these tunes from my own misspent youth through my children. We used to call this New Wave and us Industrial Punks hated it. I mean, like laughed our asses off at it. Tears For Fears? Please. But now....this melodic, haunting music has really withstood the ravages of two plus decades and I can now appreciate it in ways I never could twenty years ago. What a fookin snob I was. And I was! I admit it freely. And I cringe every time I try to queue up some of the music that made my ears bleed back in the day - it's wrenching how....bad...it is. And I say that lovingly. Bad, bad, bad. Truly, try listening to The Gun Club now and it's just poor musicianship poor mixing poor recording...but the lyrics still glitter and cut, it's just the musicality that makes it unlistenable. Some New Wave bands are still downright silly - Flock of Seagulls - but overall, the music has aged nicely. *still loves Jeffrey Lee*
Jonesing for Supernatural - will be in tomorrow's mail. And getting very excited about the new and last four episodes of this Season's House M.D.. Cannot. Wait. Which reminds me that I signed up for two fic comms - have to write rarepair House and Giles/Willow. Eep. I better get on those!
Too many dolls. Just. Too. Many. I've been packing up a much loved doll that is going to be re-homed across the pond and although it's made me sad, it's for the best. THAT has inspired me to clean and pack away - the Haute Hound, the IM Hound head, the SA Hound head, and a Saint head. If I can live without those boys for a month or two, they are going to be rehomed. And I also have an incredible head on its way here - maybe tomorrow, maybe Friday! *teases flist* Buying this head has reaffirmed my faith in the dollery. Now I just need a body!!!! Ain't got no body.
I want to get rid of my bedroom set and begin again. I don't know why I want to do this, I just suddenly and inexplicably and with fervour want to do this. The Viking is frowning about the money.
Enough ramblings for you, flist?
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