can’t explain the strains of 1992 knocking around in my skull this morning, but it’s a good soundtrack for the light snow and day at the (art) fair ahead, all reverby, spun out, distant and dreamy. “she’s taking hold and i’m holding on….” teenage lust. nostalgia’s such a guilty pleasure. this album’s so i’m 17 in black and white striped thigh-highs, clunky black shoes, burgundy hair and too much eyeliner. can a person listen to the jesus and mary chain and not smoke? is it allowed? today feels like an orange coat and dark denim kind of day. and too much eyeliner.
February 6, 2010
saturday mass: woke up with jesus and mary chain’s sundown in my head