Lord, I Can't Even Live In Peace

The reason I never do stupid meme shit is not just because usually it's stupid meme shit (even though I'm trying to use it as a vehicle to tell stories instead of just like, you know, because I think you care about songs I've heard at one point in my life, as if I'm the only person ever to hear ELO ever, like I'm enlightening anyone or swelling their musical knowledge as I swell their Rassical knowledge, like I matter to anyone but me but really this train is all about me. Dammit, use your words, Rass, do not ramble on so) but it's because I just don't have the gumption to post every day just because some intangible rule tells me to do it.

This, of course, is the exact same reason I had problems in school. Fuck your timetable, you'll get my homework when it's ready. Fuck your timetable, I'll send my resume when it's ready. I'll call you back when I'm ready, I'll do that report when I'm ready, I'll come over when I'm ready, I'll stand up when I'm ready.

Days 9 and 10, bullshit categories

The other big problem, of course, is that I don't like what your idea is. Who wrote this stupid ass list? A song that I can dance to? I will dance to anything, really, as long as I feel like dancing. A song that makes me fall asleep? Why would I listen to a song that makes me fall asleep? This is retarded. Don't say retarded. Shit.

Instead, I've decided to include my favorite song to sing in the shower provided there is no one else in my apartment, immediately followed by my favorite cover of my favorite song to sing in the shower provided there is no one else in my apartment.





I'm a big Chicago blues fan, so of course I've gotta hollaback to Willie Dixon, and Koko Taylor is just fucking growling and bonkers, and really? Go sing this song in the shower. It will change your life.




The Detroit Cobras are one of my favorites, even though they're strictly a cover band. But if I could sing like anyone I'd want to sing like Rachel Nagy.

My ideas are better than your ideas.

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