Thursday, October 27, 2005

Semi-apologetic nostalgia trip.

Speaking of cliched-film-student-circa-1998 flashbacks, a friend sent me a link to Cassette Jam '05 and (sorry to get all Thurston Moore-y here) it made me all nostalgic. UR 90s! XLIIs! Ah, the musical canvas of my angsty teenage years. How I miss dubbing Peter Gabriel's "We Do What We're Told (Milgram's 37)" as a Side B closer and thinking it was a profound expression of my ennui. Thanks for the link, J.

4 Comments:

At 1:53 PM, Blogger Tim said...

"She was that age. Whatever she said burst like genius into centuries of silence. Whatever she touched was the first stroke of its kind. Whatever she believed was not formed by faith but carved from certainty. Whatever she thought was the first time such a thought had ever been thunk."

 
At 2:21 PM, Blogger Ben said...

That's nice. Forgive my ignorance, but what are you quoting? (I'll probz feel like a troglodyte for not knowing, but...)

 
At 2:37 PM, Blogger Tim said...

It's from White Teeth.

 
At 2:43 PM, Blogger Ben said...

Go Zadie.

 

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