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okay. i just had to take a quick break while the feeling moved me to rave about devics an amazing amazing amazing band that i heard about on lisa’s blog. i am a music nazi. i am not easily impressed. if i don’t like it…keep it the hell away from me. it is a bit of a problem. in fact, when i was single, i could not date someone who liked bad music. i know that music is a different thing for everyone, but if i can’t respect your music, no go. i had been known to be friends in the old days with those guys that wouldn’t let anyone SEE their records. not sure why. theft? do you REALLY want to steal their frankenreich first edition? not likely. anyway, like on “high fidelity”, those smarmy arseholes. i always loved those guys. and i always prided myself on good music knowledge and taste. to a fault. so, i don’t seek out new music nearly as much due to lack of energy, but luckily, i married a music maniac. he is the dude that reads the inserts on cds. and remembers that stuff. he should have been a music journalist. really. so he keeps me up to date. so, i happened upon devics, listened to them and was sold from the short clips i heard on itunes. and then when i got the cd, oh my. sooooo good. i love the cocteau twins, and they have a bit of that, but more melancholy, i can’t describe it other than music to drive around crying to. although, i just spin and it makes me heart swell. thanks lisa!

what else? well, lately, the starlight mints. i got the cd a while ago, and liked it, but really love it now. it has a flaming lips vibe and a polyphonic spree vibe, too. very up up up music.

and, whilst catching up on a few friends’ blogs, i saw this wedding proposal from ashleyb’s now fiancee! and it is all about me, so it made me think of my own betrothed and how freaked out and frozen i was when he asked me (i never feel like i have the right reaction in those situations) but how i sometimes have a flash of life without him, before him (there was such a thing?) or if he ever turned away from me and how i would whither and die. i would be homeless in every sense of the word. while we haven’t been married long, we have known each other over a decade. i feel safe for the first time ever. i belong somewhere. i can grow. i can be who i am, whoever the hell that is, and it is totally fine. i can make up songs and sing them in an incredibly high pitched voice and he will laugh and the cats will mew mew mew. he is the best thing that has ever happened to me. and i hope he knows how much i love and admire him. even if he listens to some objectionable folk music. it happens.

back to spinning.
xo
n.