367/367: Elliott Smith - True Love
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Well that was fun. If anyone wants this mixtape, mail me about 15 cassettes and we’ll make it happen.
365/367: Ghostface Killah - Black Jesus
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I know this would have been appropriate yesterday, but I miffed up. It’s ok. There’s still holiday spirit in the air.
362/367: Gram Parsons - She
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I drive by a gated tree-strewn tree lot with a hand painted sign that says “Everything Go’s” & “Noble 5.99” & sort of tear up, & I encounter real, emotional interpersonal turbulence & I sort of just want to sleep. So, hey the rest of my life, give me a break; I think I can deal. Just don’t throw me any traumatic curveballs like an opened, forgotten pack of Nutter Butters on the living room table.
tagged: 367 day mixtape liars the other side of mt. heart attack
360/367: Liars - The Other Side of Mt. Heart Attack
357/367: Chris Bell - Better Save Yourself
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When I drink too much what happens is I get on I-91E in a rainbow sprinkled daze & drift home listening to this man. I don’t know who was driving, but it was apparently me. I also fall asleep in my driveway for 2 hours. Because walking is unacceptable at that point. I also believe that if you don’t have at least one lonely self-pitying moment when drunk, you’re not doing it right. This is me rationalizing.
I’m gonna finish this list before the end of the year, thank fuck.
