wub.wom.womp

I wish there was such a thing as infinite snow.

I would ride sideways on it to eternity.

This one time.. at MUTEK… I made a hater of my own.

I knocked over her drink.

Sorry again about that.

The streets I tread are unfamiliar and foreign now. So I guess I’d better watch where I’m going.

Truth be told. When I saw this out in the blogoverse all I saw was boobs. So OBVIOUSLY I listened to it.

And I liked it.

THEN I REALIZED ITS BY LEANNE MACOMBER

So now I’m all like..

OMG FUCK I LOVE YOU LEANNE FUCKFUCK SHIT.

Because she’s amazing.

.. is the only one that ever really matters.

That might sound like a long time..

but its really a distance.

Some say “the good die young”. I say fuck that.

Everyone dies too young. We all deserve to live forever.

Let’s hope Hot Chip drop a more consistent effort than their last two albums (which had definite low points despite the surrounding awesomeness).

More of this will be a good thing.

I’ve been found out.

And I don’t mind.

JB + CC = MTH

Zig zag.

Zug zeg zog.

And sometimes zyg.

Everything all of the time. Always.

There is no way out. Only a way in. And you’re already here.

So get used to it. Get used to everything cause it’s everywhere.

All of the time.

Often considered the dawn of the microhouse, this classic spawned an obsession.

There’s video too.

Nina’s melts me like… um.. melty squishy things.

Villalobos. Ahead of his time.

Or of it and just really good at it.

Whichever.

Lay it down.

The beat I mean.

Everything is better in slow motion.

Soothe me up.

When I am broken I will think of you.

Everybody’s got to learn sometime. With some it just happens to take a little longer.

So revel in the suspense of not knowing. For the question is more exciting than the answer.