If I were to make a current play list for a night of debauchery*, this would be my set list:
1) Life On a Chain - Pete Yorn
2) Taos - Menomena
3) Keepsake - Ham Sandwich
4) New City Anthem - Sex With Strangers
5) Listen To Your Love - Mona
6) Quiet Little Voices - We Were Promised Jet Packs
7) Science of Fear - Temper Traps
8) Sweet Disposition - Temper Traps
* What does that mean now? Being unhinged. Away for a moment from your current position. No responsibilities. No bills. No bullshit. No boss. Nothing on your calendar. Just you and the open road. Take off, be you. As weird and funky and ridiculous as possible. Screaming the lyrics from the top of your throat. Smiling at crazy wonk-eyed waitresses. Making the honk noise at truckers. Scratching your nose and nether bits awaiting redemption. You have to live, and live well. There's no such thing as a 'mistake'; you learned something from it, right?
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