Quote (tag_ohai @ Fri, Apr 24 2009, 12:11am)
no pretty sure right now i want to die
dude im 20 LOL
but i turn 21 in 2 months LOL
Quote (SharpSticks @ Fri, Apr 24 2009, 12:19am)
There's a similar originality in the way Dreijer Andersson captures the weirdness of small-hours wakefulness. I'm Not Done features an insistent stamping at the amphetamine pace of Northern Soul, but the actual beat proceeds at a crawl, and her voice is heavy and gloopy with effects, suggesting a mind racing atop an exhausted body. The lyrics fly by in a blur of disconnected images, in which childhood memories figure heavily, as does obsessive behaviour, and an attitude to domesticity that borders on the psychotic. "I'm very good with plants, when my friends were away, they let me keep the soil moist," she sings on When I Grow Up, in a voice that suggests anyone leaving her in charge of their greenery should be fully prepared to find her ripping the leaves off and eating the soil on their return.
Amazing
LOL?