Phoenix: “Fences”
Is there still a debate over the Summer ‘09 Jam? Because I don’t know that there should be.
If you still don’t believe me, just read some of these first-hand experiences from those who’ve played it at their summer parties:
“I was stuck cooking burgers and dogs and doing the DJing. Everyone was just kind of standing around like blah. I put on Phoenix and then, BLAM! Partytime!”
“When I realized I wasn’t going to be able to outwit a party guest, I turned on ‘Fences’. Everyone began dancing and praising me. That showed him.”
“Two dandies were competing for the attentions of one scrumptious coquette. When ‘Fences’ came on, the pair got so caught up in dancing, they lost interest in the strumpet and grabbed the first two floozies they saw.”
“I was locked inside of a cellar starving when Phoenix came on. I loved it so much that I forgot all about needing to eat and was able to survive until the arrival of the police.”
“We were in a stockade with a bunch of farm animals. The stink and filth was nearly unbearable. Then ‘Fences’ came on and it was like we were transported to a dancefloor at a seaside resort. Really we were just rolling around in mud and pig feces. But we just didn’t care!”
“The Romans were surrounded by Gallic tribes outside of Alesia. One of the soldiers put on ‘Fences’ by Phoenix. It was just what the Roman Army needed to rally and win the battle.”
“The aliens had bound us with some type of rope made from Moontree. There was just enough room for me to worm my arm out and press ‘Play’ on my iPod Dock. ‘Fences’ by Phoenix came on. Thirty seconds later my friends and I were free and boogying with the little green men until dawn.”
everlong (acoustic) // foo fightersi love this song
disco is back - fall out gloria (by mighty mike ?)
lurked from icecreepheadaches :)
HOT DAMN.
All The First Pages - Anathallo.
I first heard this via King Of England’s wonderful Mixtape and I had to find it for myself. It’s so lovely.
I'm trying to come to terms with the fact that I am not perfect, and never will be
and as self-important as that sounds, it completely describes how I feel about myself. I am ridiculous; one foot in the water and I feel like I’m drowning.
(via littlemiss)
Words to date by.
If you’re not sure if he’s your boyfriend, he’s not.
When he says he’s not looking for a girlfriend, believe him. If he changes his mind, it’ll be in the first two weeks.
He does not want to hear about your ex-boyfriend, even if it is a “really funny story.”
White lies are the slipups before you find out about the big, black, nasty lies.
Guys always say that their ex that they’re still in love with is a “psycho.” He’s still calling her. I promise.
There are actually no rules about how long to wait to sleep with someone. If he likes you, he won’t care if it’s the first night.
You can pretend that you don’t care, but you do, and he knows it.
You can pretend that you don’t care, but he’s still fucking you.
“You’re an awesome girl,” means, “I am sleeping with 5 other people.”
Don’t let him cup your face in his hands when he kisses you unless he means it.
Unfortunately, some people are just really good at acting like they’re not just fucking you.
If he keeps telling you he’s too busy with work/the gym/his best friend/etc. to see you, bail. Even the busiest person in the world will find and make time to see you if he likes you.
Avoid guys who drive status cars. Especially if they say they “have to for work.”
Don’t trust a guy with more than one cell phone.
Do not talk to him about all the things you ate or didn’t eat today.(Please, don’t talk to anybody about this.)If it feels like a lie in your gut, it’s probably because it is. Don’t let him tell you you’re making it up in your head.
If he cheats on you and then tries to buy you something or take you on vacation, run, run, run.
If he cheats on you and you’re “really mad about it” for a week but you don’t make him suffer, he will absolutely do it again.
Waiting for someone to come around is like waiting for the elevator after you pushed the button. You wait and wait because you’re afraid it will come the moment you walk away. And you know, it might. But more likely, it’s stuck on another floor. More likely, it’s fucking broken.
These things are all true, and the second I learned these things, my love life improved tremendously. You can keep making excuses, you can keep saying “but what if…” (I know it’s tempting, because I’ve done that, too.) But ladies, I know women twice my age who still haven’t learned these very simple lessons, and those women are still single and still being treated like crap by men who don’t deserve them by half. The women who are in happy, healthy relationship never put up with crap like this.
(Note: I don’t think being in a happy relationship is the be all and end all, but if you have the modicum of self-respect required to make the statement you are an amazing woman without a man and don’t need one to be happy, I’m guessing I don’t have to tell you that you don’t have to put up with this sort of BS from low lifes.)
