Today was so failmade, discovering the Mountain Goats' "Lovecraft in Brooklyn" was almost its only redemption. A friend did send me some tentacle porn, however, and I have just received spam whose subject header reads "The Bachelor's Roseless Conclusion"—I'm sure it's a stolen pop headline, but I think it might still be the best title ever. At least a song by the Decemberists or David Bowie. When I am feeling a little less scraped out, I need to mention Milk (2008), Spirited Away (2001), and Fearless (1993), all of which I saw this week, and something about Edith Sitwell.
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- 1: I'm singing out this poem all the way back home
- 2: Chinatown, London Underground, you know it all sounds good to me
- 3: Pa vez o pellaat da vag, ha ma c'hoantaez c'hoazh?
- 4: Take us roaming in the gloaming, your Ross rifle by your side
- 5: I spoke of crimes and of my friends in the same breath
- 6: You've got to live the life you're fighting for
- 7: Neuial a ran dre ar ruzenn
- 8: We have come to dance this dance to please the company
- 9: Thousands of ghosts in the daylight
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