here we go then. it was just a matter of time. maybe yes, maybe no. i have too much damn energy for this time of night. there is not time to rest when i am tired. and i am wide awake when it is time to sleep. meh.

not that i care either way. i have too much other shit to keep together. so many plates spinning at once. hup now, don't let any drop! writing on paper in my own hand is much more pleasing than the click clack of the keyboard.

our lady of the highway. quirky and self indulgent. moody. except i could do without the first track. not neccesarily what i'd start an album with. then again i'm not them. they really are brilliant live. one needs to be in a rather somnolent/nostalgic/drunk state to listen to the cd really. harkens to the love angst sickness of highschool. or perhaps even now. friday night and stops are decent tracks. the deep end of our lives is nearly suicidal. i don't have time for it myself. the catacombs that is. this, i suppose, is a good thing. i can just listen to this dude's anguish. and then turn it off.

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Last Five
treasure - Thursday, Sept. 06, 2006
need - Sunday, May. 22, 2005
where is here - Friday, May. 13, 2005
save me. - Monday, May. 09, 2005
nonsense - Sunday, May. 01, 2005

ALL