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Formerly CAKEBEEF.
Then I was a caveman.
Then I built myself a metal bird.
I publish Rosario Dawson Loves Me and SMAYARTZAYALWTIGAIAIK, which you should read.
I write about music on the internet.
Currently located in Seattle, WA.
j.m.valmassoi@gmail.com
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All my love died for nothing, I suppose.
Spiritualized - Cop Shoot Cop
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There’s lost. You know, peeking into alleys and darting past their waiting mouths with handbag tight to your sternum, eyes flicking up and around and occasionally behind, looking for street signs or an escape route or anything familiar. Looking out for the bad guys. Looking for the light.
There’s lost like, I was lost in her eyes for minutes, if not hours.
Then there’s lost like, If I could count all the things that I have lost I would wander out into the street, bent beneath the weight of my shame and loneliness, through the city center to the thinning tenements, past the gates and salt refineries and failing streetlamps, out into the thickets and then through the trees, away from shelter, away from light or hope or succour, until I was as well and truly lost as one can be, in whatever parlance you choose.
There’s also LOST, which is a TV show that used to be pretty good, but now makes me moan and occasionally holler at my television, saying things like, “Really? Really, LOST? Get lost, LOST.”
There’s just a lot of ways to be lost.
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God damn it.
You can come and live with me, Alasia. We’ll talk all hood and eat buttermilk pancakes.
I love you, girl.
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I made you a mixtape. Well, I made you a downloadable playlist with an accompanying “cover” which is pretty much the mixtape of the ’00s so quit your bitching.
I wanted it to be like a mixtape you would get from someone who was emotionally or mentally retarded from drug abuse but still kind of into you for one reason or another. Like if a meth bum brought you a bundle of mismatched flowers and flattened his thinning, greasy hair with a comb that only had ten or twelve teeth because he thought he might have a shot with you, and maybe his hipster nephew ironically gave him an HP laptop last Summer as some sort of quasi statement about capitalism or something (they never know why they’re doing things, not really) and it still had a bunch of music on it, only his poor misfiring neurons can’t discern genres, or the difference between hugging and hurting, and he doesn’t know that sex isn’t necessarily a part of love, or that he’s wet himself in anticipation.
You know, because you’re so pretty.
WE COULD BE SO HAPPY TOGETHER.
The Blenders - Don’t Fuck Around With Love
AC/DC - Let Me Put My Love Into You
Nice Face - A Minor Altercation
Restiform Bodies - A Pimp-Like God
Jason Forrest - My 36 Favorite Punk Songs
Buzzcocks - Love You More
Dinosaur Jr. - Show Me the Way
Des Ark - No More Fighting Cats, OK?
Wanda Jackson - Hard Headed Woman
Lou Christie - Lightnin’ Strikes
The pAper chAse - Now You’re Gonna Get It
Stunt Rock - i’m gonna fade this track out just like you did our relationship.
Muddy Waters - I Just Want To Make Love To You
Modest Mouse - Alone Down There
The Mountain Goats - See America Right
Foetus - Bedrock
Reverend Beat-Man - I Belong To You
Crystal Antlers - Andrew
Tobacco - Gross Magik
Tim Fite - Give Me Candy
Beck - Nicotine & Gravy
The Butthole Surfers - Who Was In My Room Last Night?
Man Man - Ice Dogs
Handsome Furs - Officer of Hearts
El-P - How To Serve Man
Shellac - Prayer To God
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I’m kind of embarrassed to be downloading something called Lazer Crystal. It’s the year 2010, let’s stop the madness.
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Tell them that every day I lived I was trying to sing the blues the way I find them.
Magnolia Electric Co. - The Old Black Hen
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Walk that line. Exercise a little bit of self control.
All this can be yours if you just bite your tongue.
Fair market value is an oxymoron.
Little toy robot, who’s got their hand on your key?
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