March 17, 2005

So You're Brilliant, Gorgeous and. . .

Just got the news, re: Battle of the Bands. We lost -- to a metal band with a street team! I'm cranking the Magnetic Fields right now, "Cupid put too much poison in the dart, this is the epitaph for my heart, because it's gone, gone, gone. Life goes on and on and on, and you're not my friend."

There are some reasons and excuses I've mustered up, thrown out to the air. They've flown away, and I'm more of a straight-up fuck-head than a low-down cow-poke.

It's not as bad as that, but then again, neither is the Magnetic Fields.

sigh.

Back to the catalytic converters. . . actually, this is the most fun I've had researching a non-fiction topic. I owe it all to Barry. Be my guide, Barry!

Happy St. Patty's Day. I have no idea what he did, or why he did it. Google it? Nah. I'll buy a six-pack and smile all night. But I don't want to get over this. . . I could listen to a therapist and pretend loss doesn't exist, or I could make a career of being blue. I could dress in black and read Camus, smoke clove cigarettes and drink Vermouth. . .

Really, this update isn't so much about me as it is the Magnetic Fields.

A fucking street team?

Posted by matty-b at March 17, 2005 3:06 PM
Comments

If I was an assassin, I'd only charge you half-price to take them out for you. I'd also throw in some of the Gin.

Posted by: ben at March 17, 2005 3:14 PM

It's okay. . . I just wrote a gritty blues song called "I don't need no fucking street team."

Posted by: m at March 17, 2005 4:42 PM

I trust it includes the phrase "street meat."

Posted by: ben at March 17, 2005 4:46 PM

no, but it should.

Posted by: m at March 17, 2005 5:28 PM

For what it's worth, everyone I spoke to on the Battle night said that metal band was the worst. The first band, they thought, might give you some competition ... So obviously, since the THIRD band won, it means all their underage, peroxide-blonde friends were there, and voted. Losers.

Posted by: Joy at March 17, 2005 8:45 PM

Plus, Felicita's Rules are Bizarro World rules. Ugly am beautiful!

Posted by: ben at March 17, 2005 9:01 PM

It's amazing the things you can accomplish when you have a mindlessly devoted army of followers who will do whatever you say for free...just look at Stalin.

Posted by: big bad ben at March 17, 2005 10:43 PM

you mean they won bec there were those that fear being erased?

Posted by: caroline at March 18, 2005 7:30 PM

They won bec they themselves feared being erased.

Posted by: m at March 19, 2005 10:37 AM

really though folks, fair is fair. it's just the fact that they have a street team.

Posted by: m at March 19, 2005 10:38 AM

haha!

last night, Dave suggested you guys get a bass player. ;)

Posted by: caroline at March 21, 2005 4:18 PM