You alright there, kid?

Modest Mouse

LCD Soundsystem

Fucked Up

Girls

The Antlers

Frightened Rabbit

Deerhunter

Animal Collective

Former Ghosts

Los Campesinos!

The Fall
Atlas Sound

These are the artists I'm currently in love with. And I'm talking long term relationship love - couple of Rugrats here and there, cottage in the countryside - fuck ton of useless fields to play with. That sort of thing.

And I don't what it is about them - there isn't any particularly pronounced similarities between them (save for a few members dancing between bands); they're all distinct. There isn't anything else like them - sure there are bands that have obvious stylistic resemblances. But the outcomes are completely separate and different. And I'm in love with that. Some are big names (in a way), and I guess you could argue that all are loved by the critics - but I don't give a fuck now do I?

To my day then, I guess I should get on to it eventually; not much occurring here. Just sitting for hours on end in my seat, in front of this screen. Twitching. Yawning. Sighing. Lisping away. I didn't do much in the way of revision for my chemistry unit 2 exam tomorrow morning - but I'd already done a lot and there wasn't much else I could do - so coasting through that seems very viable.

My mother. My mother doesn't quite get me yet. Seventeen years and you'd think she'd be getting some idea by now. But no. She doesn't get it yet. And for that I'm actually grateful - I can still surprise, shock and, thankfully, disappoint her - as she is so used to me doing. But like I said she doesn't get me yet - so she still thinks I might be getting better.

If anything I want to get worse. I like the look on her face - it's strangely satisfying; I need to grow up a bit maybe?

after eight months i thought i was ready to leave you

but after nine more you had begun to break my body

and now were back here and youre lying on top of me

i stare blankly at the weight touching your pale knees

looking up at you but youre not looking at me

i guess i just slept in an odd position

my tongue my speech has taken a beating

i guess i just slept in an odd position

my tongue my speech has taken a beating

run my shaking fingers through

your greasy lank hair in anger

tear it out of your face and leave you to be disgusting

theres nothing left of you now youve wasted your body

on someone who looks nothing like me

but im really sure he

got the looks down that i never cared to try to

i guess i just slept in an odd position

my tongue my speech has taken a beating

i guess i just slept in an odd position

my tongue my speech has taken a beating

stamp out your features and

hope it looks everybit like you

then you might be able to see what youd be without me

i may have a lack of style but at least i was happy

are you upset that it wasnt me who stalked down that alley

but it will always be

me who throws you from the stairs and out on the concrete

water leaks out from you you want me to be with you

with someone who looks nothing like me

i guess i just slept in an odd position

my tongue my speech has taken a beating

i guess i just slept in an odd position

my tongue my speech has taken a beating

did he have one of those faces

the ones that you find in all places

will it look just like everybody

will it be better looking than me

i cant believe the monster that youve made of me

as a lover i was dropped on my head

blinking twice splayed out on the bedspread

as a lover i was dropped on my head

blinking twice splayed out on the bedspread