Björk - [Hyper-Ballad]--- A giant store, like a Super-Wal-Mart, or a Costco, or a Sams, but also with aisles, and structure, like the housewares section of a Sears. (The Dresden Dolls - [War Pigs (Live Black Sabbath Cover)]). A guy there was trying to get people to notice him and his ork, so he stole a toaster manual from me, and used it to show that he knew was he was doing, and also that they should buy toasters.Kelly was in a really expensive pen section, being a snob about pens, while some other people wandered around DVDs and music. I was looking for non-clinical porn, something with emotion and feeling. I walked a circuit around the store, past toaster guy, around the outside then back up and through music and pens, to Books and DVDs. Over there were hand-carved figures in a glass case, made by a very old man, and a girl was looking at them, wanting to buy them, having no idea what she was getting. The old man was on the phone with someone, becuase he had to let them know when people looked at the figures. This girl was only the third person to ever look at them. I made three and a half. The carvings were squares of glass, about the size of a chess board, with two wooden angels underneath, supporting the glass with the wings, and two on top, performing the same function, somehow. He sold all of the pieces, including his little girl's toy yo-yo, so her brother tried to carve her one, but it was more a mish-mash of pieces of wood, carved together like a puzzle. (The Dresden Dolls - [My Alcoholic Friends]). It didn't work too well, and when she threw it, it only spun round and round on the string. She understood that her brother was not the master carver her father was, but she was still very sad.
That seem very important, you know? The carvings and the girl and her loss, and the phone calls, and where the fuck were you, last night? Some of you fuckers never showed up, never called, nothing. What the Hell?
Fiona Apple - [Sleep to Dream]--- It's ok. I forgive you. I drank, last night, as I've not drunk in a very long time: "A lot, and all at once." But when I close my eyes all I can see is various kinds of fire. Cooking fires. Bonfires, fire fires. Fire.
I need to go eat.
That seem very important, you know? The carvings and the girl and her loss, and the phone calls, and where the fuck were you, last night? Some of you fuckers never showed up, never called, nothing. What the Hell?
Fiona Apple - [Sleep to Dream]--- It's ok. I forgive you. I drank, last night, as I've not drunk in a very long time: "A lot, and all at once." But when I close my eyes all I can see is various kinds of fire. Cooking fires. Bonfires, fire fires. Fire.
I need to go eat.