Stephin Merritt, the forced-upon possessor of the moniker ‘Eeyore of Pop’, has dragged (shame on my slapped wrist) from the grave of themes the classic ‘boy-loves-boy’ who isn’t thematically a boy but a girl who isn’t herself real and so said protagonist must lay his blooming love at the cat-flap of impossibility. “I’d sign away my trust fund / I would even sell the Jag / If I could spend my misspent youth with Andrew in drag.” This is fantastic stuff. It really is. “So stick him in a dress and he’s the only boy I’d shag / I’ll never see that girl again, he did it as a gag.” To exaggerate, there is nothing more romantic than the hopeless pining for of the unattainable. It’s the most utterly compelling story of a universal truth, shared blood. “Andrew In Drag” is love for the unresisting and so the non-existent. Of course, he really just wants to shag Andrew or whatever Andrew then represents, prancing about, licentiously sloven, in a half-fitted dress. The grab and pull of love. And who could blame him? But in this here story not even base desire is fulfilled. In early March the Magnetic Fields will allow Love At The Bottom Of The Sea its day of public consumption and it would be a good idea to bring it into your life. [The Magnetic Fields.]
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It’s not for me to say
“And speaking just for me, it’s ours to share.”
So tell me why can’t it be
The forecast is more favorable for Wonder Girls, who mirror Pink Lady’s appropriateness for the time, as their new American single “The DJ Is Mine” features several dubstep-aping portions. Although watching the trailer for their movie can prompt cringes, their TeenNick flick shows that the folks marketing the group know how to zero in on a demographic. Whereas Utada and BoA just showed up in America and presumed being big in Asia would equal sales abroad, Wonder Girls is being introduced—or, for those who saw them open for The Jonas Brothers, further developed—specifically for the teen and tween markets. Given the music industry’s hyper-segmentation, it’s a smart move to focus on the same audience that turned artists like Miley Cyrus and Demi Lovato into household names.
[The Atlantic / Nobody.]
The blood from your nose running hot on your fingers
The guitar tones on this album make me feel like someone other than my mother will love me one day. [Animal Joy.]
Addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Lady L asked: I usually dress pretty frumpy on the reg. But like what date number is it cool to dress down for? I’ve been dressing up for the first three and I’m over it.
Dear Lady L-
THAT BLOWS. Bitch, you already set the bar too high! As a real life Frumplestilskin myself, by date three I’m already wearing a cat sweatshirt. It’s also a great conversation starter because it has a picture of a really fat cat and says, “LARGE AND IN CHARGE” and on the back is the picture of the cat’s backside. BUT I DIGRESS.
I’d say ease into it. If you keep seeing this asshole chances are he’s gonna get the know the frump that covers the rump reaaaaaaaal good so he better get used to it now. Start off wearing that beige grandma sweater and move into those (if appropriate for your body type) harem pants. Pretty soon you’ll be able to be wearing just a poncho! And isn’t that why any of us date in the first place?
YOU CAN DO BAD ALL BY YO’SELF.
XO,
Just before our love got lost
Like, wow.