Deadsplinter Up! All Night : I Just Dont Know What To Do With Myself

6/6/26 farscythe 7

what can i say… im not the most organized and makey planny things bloke on the planet….

sooo….you get this fantastic white stripes cover…..whilst i play forza instead of dig up a proper theme

i could make excuses…but meh….it is what is… im being a lazy bum playing vidya games instead of scouring the interwebs for good music.

anyways….

happy saturday everyone…. if im not around when this goes live….im playing forza… or in a coma…or i got abducted…who knows really

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  1. Burt Bacharach wrote a song so great that it’s impossible to ruin. The definitive version:

    And Isaac Hayes’ slow-cooker version:

    And of course, the Elvis version with Bacharach on piano and arranging.

  4. …sigh…you do not in fact…I am reliably informed…have to give it to…morrissey

    …sometimes the pretenders are more deserving of the throne

    …but your morning

    …can be influenced by the night before the morning after

    …but then

    …what if the back door opens onto a balcony that isn’t on a ground floor…does that mean you don’t get to play credence…that…feels overly harsh

    …joni was blue…& she had a river…& the one fella was always on about the great grey green greasy limpopo or whatever…& al green never really specified which he was looking to get took to…but…the clearwater lot called green?

    …which tracks…if you about that

    …& around the block ain’t the only place you’ve spun your wheels

    …still…once had a jamaican lady explain to me that there was often a “sunday version” of some filthy dancehall numbers that you could listen to as you rode to church without feeling like you had things to confess to like them as were shakin’ it down the club the night before to the same beat…don’t know that stuff well enough to have filled this with pairings that way…but…we’re all going in circles that only spin one way but are also spinning in bigger circles that aren’t actually circular…so…driving virtual cars around virtual tracks…tracks…life inimitates art imitates life…ipso facto…it’s only natural?

    …who says being able to go places without leaving home isn’t the whole point of civilisation, anyway…that’s probably why there’s trophies & stuff, I expect?

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