Lethargy, a cavalry of obsessions
Grizzly Bear “About Face”
Bob Dylan “I Don’t Believe You (She Acts Like We Never Have Met)”
Emmy The Great “MIA”
Alexi Murdoch “All My Days”
Jon Brion “Strings That Tie To You”
Phoenix “Lisztomania”
Peter Bjorn and John “Teen Love”
Best Coast “Up All Night”
Dirty Projectors “Two Doves”
The Fiery Furnaces “The End Is Near”
The Rolling Stones “Factory Girl”
Yo La Tengo “Alyda”
The Broken West “Back In Your Head”
Broken Social Scene “Swimmers”
The Free Design “Kites Are Fun”
The Vaselines “Molly’s Lips”
The Pains of Being Pure At Heart “Doing All The Things That Wouldn’t Make Your Parents Proud”
The New Pornographers “Letter From An Occupant”
Belle & Sebastian “A Century Of Fakers”
When with the fortunate only: Another month, another new job, and the quiet march of employment tedium rolls along discontentedly, it would seem, tired and no time to read, no time to discuss anything, whiling away in the bleeding heart of the city, an 80-yard rush into nowhere, discouragement and a big confusion, directionless, apocalyptic thoughts, indebted to all sorts of nonsense, waiting for some shit to happen. Or well, things just getting good, eventually? Be careful.
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