Kakigori

Twenty seven.

Song you wish you could play.

Disco 3/Human Beat Box

Uhhh pfftt bbrrrrr uuhhh uuuhhh pssshhhhh.

Oh. Now this would be a truly fantastic skill. Of all the beatboxing legends I identify most with Big Buff Love because he often looks terrified and is always jiggly. I like that. I relate.

Twenty eight.

Song that makes you feel guilty.

Neil Young/Like A Hurricane

I am just a dreamer and you are just a dream.

Shit like this makes me want to pack up my nesting Girl Scout flatware and the sleeping bag I don’t own and just go. Split. I assume this makes me feel guilt because I did some time in Catholic school. 

Twenty nine.

Song from your childhood.

Wham!/Careless Whisper

Ignorance is kind.

My mother and I waited outside Sam Goody in a long line of screaming girls in New Jersey to buy this record. She was maybe twenty six at the time. It’s impossible to imagine that I ever thought that was old.

I’m going backwards.

Thirty. 

Favorite song this time last year.

Timothy Victor/This Is My City

Dirty streets where I belong.

I wouldn’t have any idea what my favorite song is from yesterday, so this is my best guess for last year. My thinking is I was probably pretty deep into Skins so, yeah.

If you knew better, you would do better.

Robyn/U Should Know Better (Featuring Snoop Dogg)

Hands shake and heads will nod.

The Hellacopters/By The Grace Of God

Comfort and complacency.

The Sound/Sense Of Purpose