laura_belle

i've been listening to a lot of beck lately. now that i have all of his albums, i can immerse myself in beck-tastic-ness.

i would probably sell most of my blood, part of my liver and one of my kidneys, and maybe even rent out my uterus to see beck live. but after all that, i'd probably miss the concert due to my excrutiating recovery in the intensive care unit. but my guess is that word of my creepy devotion would get around and eventually a 10 minute impromptu set would be performed for me in my sterile hospital room.

i'd be laying there in my bed, covered with tubes...
"play 'satan gave me a taco'"
"uhhhh...i don't even remember that song..."
"it's about satan...giving you a taco...stuff happens....you become famous....or something....you know?"
"ummm...honestly. no."
"want some morphine?"
"yeah. sure."

that would sure be sweet.

and just for fun, here's my top five songs to fuck to (at the moment)
to catch a thief-loveage
sexy results-dfa1979 (so sexy and funky...it makes underwear feel superfluous)
on a slow night-metric
fragments of freedom-morcheeba
you got a killer scene there, man-qotsa

(note to self: make sex mix for possible hump-a-thon in january)