Comic Books, Drag Race, & Life in New Zealand
by krisis
I see those commercials for holiday sales on jewelry and just have this really overwhelming urge to go and buy some. And not for me, either! Ever since i lost my Tori necklace i haven’t worn a single piece of decoration. Anyhow, i don’t think diamond stud earrings would look that good on me. But, i haven’t got anyone to buy such nice gifts for :(…
Yes, i am hinting at gifts of holiday jewels to any woman who reads my webpage and will go out with me. ‘Tis the season!
by krisis
Elliott Smith is one of those people that craft songs that sound immediately familiar. Of course, i’m not just realizing that now, since i’m already achingly familiar with his last disc, XO. I first came across it while in Anastasia’s bedroom. We’d just sit on her floor every sunday for hours, talking and watching movies and listening to tori and other music. Our big difference in taste was that i liked women, and she liked men. … Musically, that is. But, slowly we infringed upon each other’s taste. Suddenly Anastasia was listening to Dilate, and i was borrowing her copy of XO and listening to it in a stunned silence as i wondered how Elliott found noises for those empty places inside my own heart. Two years later i just bought two of her favourite discs from my senior year, and she’s in college somewhere in New York. And Elliott still invokes those familiar aches.
by krisis
Two things i love about little earthquakes: 1 – this one note in “little earthquakes” that sounds totally unlike all the other ones around it. it sounds like a xylophone. maybe that one string is prepared… 2 – “tear in your hand,” which i never used to like until anastasia made me. the weird enunciation and total rip-off of “crazy for you” makes me melt every time.
by krisis
Only once before in my life have i liked an album as much in the first three listens as i like Aimee Mann’s i’m with stupid, and that was tori amos’ from the choirgirl hotel which reigns over the rest of my collection be default. After all of those months of deliberation i don’t even care that i have Bachelor No.2 in my possesion. I haven’t even given it a thought yet… why waste the wonder i have for this album by diluting it with that of another?
by krisis
Albums that don’t come in cd trays piss me the hell off. We all know that cds can live a rough and tumble life, bouncing from car to computer to bedside table to god-knows-where when your friends borrow them. Digipaks annoy the daylights out of me, especially the ones like Tori’s venus and back where there’s only a little cardboard slot for a disc, and not a holder. Making matters worse, i can’t ever transfer tvab into a case because it has an oversized cd booklet (as wide as the entire cd case and slightly too tall) and no backing card. Aimee Mann is apparently much more sympathetic to the consumer than Tori, as her Bachelor No.2 comes with a correctly sized booklet as well as a backing card that only needs a centimeter of blank space trimmed from it to fit into an empty cd case. The card is extraneous in all situations other than that one, so i have to assume that i correctly guessed its purpose. It makes sense, because right now packaging in digipaks is much cheaper than distributing cds via cases, and Aimee was self distributing this album when she first released it. Score another for ingenious Krisis (and his exacto knife!)