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"He Blushed" by Scotch Tape

je_souhaite

About Me

Perpetually unread Perpetually unfed Perpetually disheartened But always giving head

My Interests

Anne McCue driving from Los Angeles to Nashville in six minutes. Biting the hand that feeds me. BCBG. Not to be confused with CBGB. Small potatoes. Gender guerrillas. IRA wallpaintings touched up in Arabic. Glamour as an envelope. Fucking to Dinah Washington and The Raconteurs. Christmas Day in some shit hotel room on X. Evangelical malfeasance. One chord rhythmic shit. Flores para los muertos. People who know losing means nothing because winning means nothing.

I'd like to meet:



Music:

Lucinda Williams, Neil Young, The Stooges, Courtney Love, ZZ Top, Townes Van Zandt, Led Zeppelin, Noblesse Oblige, Marianne Faithfull, Serge Gainsbourg, PJ Harvey, The Smiths, Patsy Cline, Television, Patti Smith, The Stones, Depeche Mode, Selfish Cunt, Lefty Frizzell, Nina Simone, Janis Joplin, New York Dolls, REM, Hole, Eddi Reader, Ron Sexsmith, Bob Dylan, Patty Griffin, Merle Haggard, Hank Williams, The Carter Family, Iris DeMent, John Prine, Johnny Cash, Rosanne Cash, Mark Knopfler, Emmylou Harris, Leonard Cohen, Chet Baker, Roisin Murphy, DFA 1979

Movies:

Klute, The Night Porter, A Woman Under the Influence, I'm Not There, Personal Velocity, Safe, Mysterious Skin, LIE, Kids, Gummo, Jules et Jim, Annie Hall, Paris Je T'aime, Broken English, The Man Who Cried, Far From Heaven, Breaking The Waves, Inland Empire, Shortbus, Volver, Henry Fool, Trainspotting, All About Eve. Anything by Jane Campion.

Books:

John Donne, Francois Villon, Anaïs Nin, Henry Miller, Jorge Luis Borges, Joseph Conrad, Cormac McCarthy, Carson McCullers, Flannery O'Connor, Eudora Welty, Tennessee Williams, Hubert Selby Jr., Kathy Acker, Susanna Moore, Bonnie Greer, Stephen Fry, Germaine Greer

My Blog

Rebel Nights.

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Posted by "He Blushed" by Scotch Tape on Wed, 20 Jun 2007 04:10:00 PST

I knew the bride when she used to rock and roll.

so, i survived. readings. tears. ave maria. amphetamines. post-speech brawls. lily dust. disabled toilets.  what a fucking nightmare. not to mention i missed the stones, magnum opus an...
Posted by "He Blushed" by Scotch Tape on Sat, 26 Aug 2006 10:02:00 PST

Dentists fucking suck.

i overslept today. what a mess. running around town stressed off my ass, in an oversized souvenir t-shirt, smelling like sex with julianne moore and rocking a hairdo that looks like a wig put on in a...
Posted by "He Blushed" by Scotch Tape on Wed, 12 Jul 2006 02:55:00 PST

To Daniel.

Own it, bitch....
Posted by "He Blushed" by Scotch Tape on Sat, 08 Jul 2006 09:03:00 PST

To Jordan

1. This is the result of one too many tequila shots. 2. Don't think I didn't see you shaking your jelly to Hips Don't Lie. 3. 4. You're coming to buy records with me. 5. Stop skimming....
Posted by "He Blushed" by Scotch Tape on Sat, 08 Jul 2006 09:02:00 PST

To Aleks

What up, you Polish pantie thief? It's 4.57am. I was at the club. And on the citybus. A man started weeping. Talking about how his wife left him for the paper boy. He even showcased a picture.. Wins...
Posted by "He Blushed" by Scotch Tape on Sat, 08 Jul 2006 08:59:00 PST

Evolution.

my grandparents are old-school irish and practically the same age as them there galapagos tortoises that i saw on discovery the other night. they kind of look like them too, with the wrinkly neck...
Posted by "He Blushed" by Scotch Tape on Tue, 27 Jun 2006 09:16:00 PST