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Jakewad

I am here for Friends

About Me

nonsense.

My Interests

Listening to, reading about, and creating music. Laughing. Activism. Going places that I haven't yet been. Smoking with the Lorax; he's the man. Sharing things that aren't exactly mine, or anyone else's for that matter. Being with friends. Free food, 'cause thats the only way it should be, fool.

I'd like to meet:

you, and your moms.

Music:

I dig all sorts of things, among them: Mountain Goats, Elliott Smith, Mike Patton, Todd Debbie & Matt, the Clash, Neil Young, Fifteen, Bob Dylan, Pixies/Frank Black, Choking Victim and the rest of that family of bands, Cranes, Billy Bragg, Neutral Milk Hotel, Ryan Harvey, I Spy, Toots & the Maytals, this girl named Thorn who played amazing songs in Ocala, Grandaddy, Will Oldham / Bonnie Prince Billy, 57 Octaves Below, Animal Collective, Wake Up on Fire, Trevor Dunn's Trio Convulsant, Joanna Newsom, Kimya Dawson, Modest Mouse, Secret Cheifs 3, Heatmiser, Propagandhi, the Weakerthans, Against Me, FYP, and anything else i can get my hungry little hands on. I particularly like music that sounds like it was probably a great challenge to create (much less play live), and things that are difficult to place into a specific category.

Movies:

Bottle Rocket, Rushmore, Royal Tenenbaums, One Soldier, Spun, Stand By Me, the Usual Suspects.

Television:

The Awful Truth was good. Dead Like Me is clever. The Simpsons.

Books:

Candide, the Metamorphosis, You Cant Be Neutral On a Moving Train.

My Blog

Knees Do That Thing.

"hey Todd. i wrote you this poem. It goes: Ugghh. ----- and that's when your knees do that thing when they bend but only a little bit, and you realize you're finally drunk at seven:thirty in...
Posted by Jakewad on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Song for Dying

i was travelling from east to west and thinking about my father when i happened to run into my luck's one and only daughter. my father was racist, but he taught me he was wrong; i guess he just...
Posted by Jakewad on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Kiss Me Like An Eighth Grader

"Kiss Me Like An Eighth Grader." She keeps herself busy with dozens of excuses I wake up in the morning to find where her purse is She goes to a job that she does not get paid for and When i get...
Posted by Jakewad on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Not Even Your Restraining Order Will Stop True Love.

look in my eyes, brother. what do you see? a ripped up photo of you and me just keep on smiling now. just turn the page because you'll never see our glory days again. we're so much taller now. b...
Posted by Jakewad on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

What? I Didn't Know You Were Left Handed.

i got a sister, she made all her money putting people out on the street minus one brother with a clock inside his heart and a chain wrapped around both feet what would the father say, how would ...
Posted by Jakewad on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST