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Showing posts with label swooning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label swooning. Show all posts
24 January 2007
More Swooning, and this time for the Other Half
Yes, the Pipettes look a bit like Lisa Loeb exploded into three British women. Perhaps this is the origin of my attraction. (That was my first huge crush, by the way; Lisa Loeb, her glasses and her guitar. Her voice twisted up my fourth-grade insides like no other girl had before.)
Abby mentioned how swoon-worthy Luke Wilson is, and there are days I'd have to agree.
Therefore, I present the original Wes Anderson short film, Bottle Rocket. It was adapted into a full-length (and vastly improved, I believe, though Anderson had yet to develop the beautiful quirks and eccentricities/intricacies that make his last three movies (Rushmore, Royal Tenenbaums, Life Aquatic, for those NOT keeping count) so great and re-watchable.
Thus, swoon:
Abby mentioned how swoon-worthy Luke Wilson is, and there are days I'd have to agree.
Therefore, I present the original Wes Anderson short film, Bottle Rocket. It was adapted into a full-length (and vastly improved, I believe, though Anderson had yet to develop the beautiful quirks and eccentricities/intricacies that make his last three movies (Rushmore, Royal Tenenbaums, Life Aquatic, for those NOT keeping count) so great and re-watchable.
Thus, swoon:
22 January 2007
The Swooning State of My Apartment
Indeed, I have retained control myself. I remain the master of M(A.S.S.)ters of the Universe. The fate of the blog is in my hands! Mwa ha ha ha!
I'm actually pretty good at maintaining control. Except when (and this is why I'm posting at the moment) we're talking about really good girl groups. Then I'm fawning all over myself and swooning. And then I feel weird because they're so much older than me. Still, I think it's awesome that Mary Weiss from the Shangri-Las is working on a new(!) solo record with the great Memphis garage-soul band, Reigning Sound. But then, swooning still creeps me out.
Which is why I absolutely love the UK's reigning champs of girl group/rock history/pop, the Pipettes. Swoon with me, people:
They're so pretty. And talented. And British. (Swoon.)
Listen: The Pipettes: "Pull Shapes"
Also, I'm thinking of having a party for the State of the Union tomorrow night. Beer will be involved. Also, I am likely to be yelling at the TV as though it were a football game. Going badly for my team. ("Privatizing Social Security!?! HE TOTALLY FUMBLED!!! What the hell?!?! They're going to let him get away with that!! Fucking ref! He should have been impeached!") I will probably need more beer afterwards.
Five bucks he says "the state of the union is strong."
On the other hand, my apartment is a wreck, and I'm already about two days behind on homework. So I'll probably just watch it myself. Unless I can convince someone at Scotty's to change the channels away from ESPN for the duration. I wonder how much goofier the President looks in hi-def.
I'm actually pretty good at maintaining control. Except when (and this is why I'm posting at the moment) we're talking about really good girl groups. Then I'm fawning all over myself and swooning. And then I feel weird because they're so much older than me. Still, I think it's awesome that Mary Weiss from the Shangri-Las is working on a new(!) solo record with the great Memphis garage-soul band, Reigning Sound. But then, swooning still creeps me out.
Which is why I absolutely love the UK's reigning champs of girl group/rock history/pop, the Pipettes. Swoon with me, people:
They're so pretty. And talented. And British. (Swoon.)
Listen: The Pipettes: "Pull Shapes"
Also, I'm thinking of having a party for the State of the Union tomorrow night. Beer will be involved. Also, I am likely to be yelling at the TV as though it were a football game. Going badly for my team. ("Privatizing Social Security!?! HE TOTALLY FUMBLED!!! What the hell?!?! They're going to let him get away with that!! Fucking ref! He should have been impeached!") I will probably need more beer afterwards.
Five bucks he says "the state of the union is strong."
On the other hand, my apartment is a wreck, and I'm already about two days behind on homework. So I'll probably just watch it myself. Unless I can convince someone at Scotty's to change the channels away from ESPN for the duration. I wonder how much goofier the President looks in hi-def.
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