Cool Kids Never Have the Time

Ah, summer. The glorious three months spent forgetting everything you studied, be you eight or twenty. A time for tube-pops (or whatever the hell those popsicles-in-a-plastic-tube were called), pool parties and really wishing you could make out with the girl in the bikini at the pool who is constantly surrounded by her girlfriends (okay, maybe just me on that last one). There's a certain warm magic to it that is hard to match, especially spending most of your time in a hotter-'an-hell kitchen.

Still, as is tradition, I've put together my mixtape for the summer. And as I like to keep most of my mixes to CD format, I've in fact got not one but two CD's worth of material for you. One's a more upbeat, poppy mix for carousing about in the daytime (I have no shame including Vanessa Carlton's all-too-obvious "White Houses" on here). Another for night, it's a little more grown-up and reflective (ergo Franz Ferdinand's cover of "All My Friends", a terrific song for a 75 MPH night on the town). And so I give you Summer Blend 2008

Summer Days:

Summer Nights:

Both

Condensed

and we grow fat
on the charms of our idle dreary days
seen the shadows grow
see an ominous display

Because We Quote Song Lyrics Way Too Often

The following transpired today via text message, approximately 11:30 this morning.

Joss [quoting Patrick Wolf]: You put me in the (beat beat) magic position XD
Me: Thank god you're flexible.

yep.

So I've come to a realization.

I really am almsot entirely stuck in the "alternative" rut.

Shit. I need some other stuff.

Concerts upcoming:
Tally Hall at the Pearl in Dayton on May 29
Frightened Rabbit at the Basement on June 11
Iron & Wine at the Newport on June 22

I am excited.

Legitimate posting:

eventual