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mike&ike

i no longer spends all my days in cafes.

About Me

I HATE the pixies! So dont ask me to sing their songs...cause I know them all by heart...

My Interests

Where do I begin?

I'd like to meet:

hmm...

Music:

So Emo that he is eating his own hand! His own fucking hand!Arcade Fire. Talking Heads. Tom Waits. Brian Eno. David Bowie. Bjork. The Smiths. Jon Brion. David Garza. Elliot Smith. Goapele. Tegan&Sarah. The Clash. Cake. The Cure. Jeff Buckley. The Pixies. John Lennon. Aimee Mann. Michael Penn. Crowded House. The English Beat. General Public. Echo & the Bunnymen. Built to Spill. At the Drive-In. the Flaming Lips. Oingo Boingo. Depeche Mode. Trent Reznor. The Specials. UB40. Wilco. The Beatles. Band of Horses. Wolf Parade. Sunset Rubdown. Daniel Johnston. Animal Collective. Sufjan Stevens. Ben Harper. Heatmiser. Mogwai. Sean Lennon. Belle&Sebastian. the Walkmen. Bell Orchestre. Nick Drake. the Kills. Leonard Cohen. the Beach Boys.

Movies:

Almodovar. Tarkovsky. PTA. Lynch. Jarmusch. Cassavetes. Pasolini. Antonioni. Wai. Ozu. Altman. Haynes. von Trier. Carpenter. Kubrick. Green. Greenaway. the Coen bros. Polanski. Cronenberg. Gus van Sant. Bunuel. Fassbinder. Spike Lee (most of the time). And Porn.

Television:

yeah, i have that.

Books:

Dick. Baudelaire. Salinger. Ionesco. Beckett. Baudrillard. Kristeva. Lacan. Genet. Chekhov. Blake. Vonnegut. Burgess (well, okay, mainly A CLOCKWORK ORANGE). Pirandello. Dostoevsky. Kafka. Sartre. Cummings.

Heroes:

Cedric J. Robinson Julia Kristeva... and white people.

My Blog

I am not a captain at sea and sea captains have never dreamed of being me

Before the Sun rises and steals the meaning of night, the Stars play peek-a-boo in the early morning clear. Their twinkling is enough to detract a restless sleeper from restless wanderings. Have n...
Posted by mike&ike on Wed, 21 Nov 2007 02:56:00 PST

No Pain, No Gain (memories remain memories)

is it because the sun is in my eyes that i am unable to successfully recreate the memory? is it the tears welling up inside that makes me blink before the image can properly come to fruition? but, bef...
Posted by mike&ike on Tue, 23 Oct 2007 01:11:00 PST

want.less.happy.

are those who always get what they want the happiest? are those who get less, less happy? do those who always get what they want ever crave less? what if the 'want' is to want less? what about th...
Posted by mike&ike on Wed, 10 Oct 2007 10:06:00 PST

Lately (or, as of late)

I have been spending all of the money in my wallet.
Posted by mike&ike on Wed, 04 Jul 2007 08:24:00 PST

like christmas.

when i got off the N, it kind of smelt like christmas.maybe it's the burning wood.you know, from fireplaces.
Posted by mike&ike on Sun, 27 May 2007 09:33:00 PST

a trip to the beach while in San Diego

What more do I have to say (for those of you who have been to the beach while in SD, you will understand, Im sure)? Other than that I am more brown than before. and yes, it is possible for me to becom...
Posted by mike&ike on Sat, 26 Aug 2006 06:05:00 PST

Hitchcock is a feminist, right...right?

So I planned on enrolling in this feminist film class...well, actually the course was titled "WOMEN AND FILM" so maybe it wasn't feminist at all...in any case, I was looking foward to learning the fem...
Posted by mike&ike on Tue, 22 Aug 2006 04:44:00 PST

Shuck this Fit!

Went to Guitar Center. They suck! Went to Library. Closed 15 minutes after I got there. They suck! Tried to re-string my shitty guitar. Fucked it up. It sucks! Went to play my smaller, older, cla...
Posted by mike&ike on Sat, 08 Apr 2006 09:14:00 PST

i see perfume, i smell grandpa's

I wish my grandpa rode the bus with me to school. Then I could grow up to be an upright citizen and not this master of perfume. Yes, I said Master of perfume. I can see it. And it tells me everything ...
Posted by mike&ike on Thu, 05 Jan 2006 09:35:00 PST

if you see a trail of pretzels...

i probably left them for you. if you follow them, you will probably be led back to me and my unemployed self. because i cannot cry tears like other people, i leave pretzels instead... and if you smash...
Posted by mike&ike on Tue, 03 Jan 2006 07:11:00 PST