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it's a night, like so many before

February 24, 2005

if you have a routine to doing anything, you will know how i feel. in the flow of things, memory latches onto differences in what is noticed the most. sounds are my thing. i associate past actions and feed my temporal memory with sounds. my history (as i hear it) is but a bunch of vh-1 hours.

so imagine my giddy, starry-eyed prostration (what? it's too exaggerated? don't believe me?) at the newnew order. get it, you need it, you you and you, need it, youneedit. it is a beast from the past but i wouldn't have known it (had i not seen it in the past) as the album is pure classic. i'm having trouble ordering the tracks from fabbo to not-so, they are all wicked.

gotta go...need more, need more bittersweet brain-pop-fluid...

posted by Neha
7:05 PM


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