What a semi indie stripper peels too, Seven Songs edition.
The lovely Ms. Breslin, AKA The Reverse Cowgirl, tagged me for the Seven Songs meme.
“List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they’re not any good, but they must be songs you’re really enjoying now, shaping your spring. Post these instructions in your blog along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they’re listening to.”
Andrew Bird and the Mysterious Production of Eggs: Opposite day
Listen to the whole song.
They Might Be Giants: Instanbul (Not Constantinople)
If you don’t already love this song then your childhood probably sucked.
So the DEMF came and went here in Detroit, which made me nostalgic for my teen years, which inspired me to find this song, which was one of my absolute favorites when, you know, raves were cool, which was so long ago, I was barely 15, oh man do I feel old, I miss the old “under the bridge” parties, so just relax to the pretty song.
Fedde le Grand - Put your hands up for Detroit
Fedde le Grand is cute.
I am not being ironic, I love ABBA.
The Faint - Cars pass in cold blood
A song about masturbating in your car. We’ve all done it, um, right?
If Oxes (who perform on boxes) ever come to your town, do go see them. Their show is easily worth the seven bucks. The experience however, is priceless.
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