Will you let me live there even though I don't like the music?
Of course. Though you've already expressed liking for some Nick Cave and I'm pretty sure you'd love all the snarky gothy piano ballads mix I made, as they are (a) pretty (b) smart (c) somewhat wicked. All of which I associate with the Betsian aesthetic.
Evil Night Together - Jill Tracy; The Wine - Clare
Fader; Coin- Operated Boy - The Dresden Dolls;
Temptation - Holly Cole; Diamonds Are Just Glass -
Kamikaze Ground Grew; Nobody's Baby Now –
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds; Little Water Song –
Ute Lemper; It Was Her House That Killed
Nessarose - Hannah Fury; Leslie Anne Levine –
The Decemberists; Junk Shop Clothes - The
Auteurs; Daybender – Bela; Coming Attractions -
Circus Contraption; Dream (For Dana) – Smoke;
You Leave Me Cold - Jill Tracy; Trust In Me - Holly
Cole Trio; Sally's Song - Danny Elfman; Alice –
Tom Waits; The Fine Art Of Poisioning - Jill Tracy;
The Vampire Waltz - Hannah Fury
Hmmm. I really should track down some Hannah Fury, shouldn't I?
And Betsy, of *course* you can live in GothTown.
Hmmm. I really should track down some Hannah Fury, shouldn't I?
CDBaby - $10, I think. I sent you that mix, didn't I?
CDBaby - $10, I think. I sent you that mix, didn't I?
No, you did not. I will now sulk at you. Just imagine the pouty lower lip, wide eyes, and tapping of one pointy-toe shoe.
No, you did not. I will now sulk at you. Just imagine the pouty lower lip, wide eyes, and tapping of one pointy-toe shoe.
Huh. Well, that was kind of stupid of me. Fortunately, I can just throw it in an envelope with the Guy Maddin Dracula ballet, and the early sixties paperback of Charles Addams cartoons I bought for you the other day.
Because, I'm always mindful of paying proper tribute to your inimitable style and rare beauty.
Huh. Well, that was kind of stupid of me. Fortunately, I can just throw it in an envelope with the Guy Maddin Dracula ballet, and the early sixties paperback of Charles Addams cartoons I bought for you the other day.
stops pouting
Yay! Goodies in the mail!
Because, I'm always mindful of paying proper tribute to your inimitable style and rare beauty.
You are such a doll. Especially because you have this uncanny knack for saying these sorts of things when I'm having a meh-ish day.
Especially because you have this uncanny knack for saying these sorts of things when I'm having a meh-ish day.
::kicks bookmark to Jilli's LJ under the couch...::
Yes! I have that uncanny power!
Though it is absolute truth that I have right-clicked innumerable pictures of you, and have them stored in their very own velvet cage folder. Your beauty is pleasing to me, and I look through Jilli pictures the way some people flip through Italian Vogue.
The military recruitment ads that make war look like a video game piss me off; I hope the people they're aimed at can see through them.
Sadly, the whole point of 'em is to wow the yokels they're aimed at as effectively as possible. And I'm reminded more and more of Harry Harrison's Bill, The Galactic Hero, and its molecule thin dress uniforms, double medal sets (the nice ones for the telecast replaced by the pot metal ones when it's over) and it's any old arm will do limb replacement policy--hey, two right arms, all the better for saluting.
The military recruitment ads that make war look like a video game piss me off; I hope the people they're aimed at can see through them.
I saw one while I was watching
The Magic School Bus.
I was baffled as to what they thought their target audience was.
