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ain't that peculiar by marvin gaye

FERMEZ VOTRE BOOSH

it's been a while since i've publicly professed my borderline insane obsession with the mighty boosh, so ...

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the ballad of poor john henry by cuff the duke

YOU KNOW WHAT?

FUCK $90 HAIR CUTS. pick up your own goddamn scissors, and i guarantee you that you'll be ten times happier with the result. un...unless you're not good at cutting hair.

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bouncy bouncy by the mighty boosh

there's always a wish list.

tea time by british featuring 1928 jewelry

Items in this set:
VINTAGE COLLECTION Floral Linen Top, $160
Black Puff Shoulder Coat, 70 GBP
The Nottingham Boots-Mod Retro Indie Clothing & Vintage Clothes, $93
At Last Clutch-Mod Retro Indie Clothing & Vintage Clothes, $40
Jayson Home & Garden :: FLEA :: curiosities :: VINTAGE CAMERA SM, $195

SWEATER TAAAM

if you're a torontonian resident, you might be anticipating the first huge snow storm of the winter expected to arrive over night. i don't know about you guys, but i've been wearing flats without socks up until yesterday. i guess i better get my ass into gear, because i'm too afraid to face the facts. too scared to see the reality of it all. winter is here. luckily for me, i have accumulated a
ridiculous collection of sweaters the last few weeks from random second hand shops and thrift boutiques.

SHIRK PRESENTS: DOLLARAMA FAIL

don't you just love misfit toys? i do.

29 YEARS

tomorrow is the 29th anniversary of john lennon's death. i'm sure you recall hearing a young john in an interview answer, "I'll probably be popped off by some loony," when he was asked how he thought he might die. mark david chapman shot him four times outside of manhattan's dakota building at precisely 10:50 pm on december 8th, 1980. little did john know that he had just autographed a copy of double fantasy for chapman that afternoon.

i have visited new york many many times, and every time i'm there i take a walk past the dakota building. sure, it's sort of sick in a way that a sudden sense of adrenaline pumps through me as i walk past the death spot for one of the most important people not only in my life but in the history of EVERYTHING, but i get a feeling of ease as well. it may sound ridiculous, but it seems to me like john lennon was the 20th century jesus. when he died, it's like we all got to keep a piece of him, and i can only hope that generations upon generations from now will appreciate him and that he will remain in the books as one of the most influential, remarkable and inspirational human beings to ever grace the earth. i don't even have to say anything; we all know how important john was and still is. in my opinion, he never really died anyways.

HOLY FUCK

who wants to have a dexter finale party next sunday? yes, i'm that person.

OBSESSED WITH: NEW AND OLD

new


FANFARLO



my favorite debut album/new act of 2009, fanfarlo is a london-based band consisting of four really cute boys and a pretty little girl who give me everything i've been looking for in a band this year. arcade fire meets belle & seb and little touches of the sea and cake and the dodos. it's perfect. i quote spin magazine for saying,

"Sounds like: Bold orchestral chamber pop that's not so self-involved as to prevent an occasional drift into chipper, danceable jams."

http://www.myspace.com/fanfarlo



old


THE LAVA WITCH



this mississauga-based band has long since broke up, but i still find myself listening to their music. nate, josh, andre and chris are bad-ass dudes who together became one of my favorite local bands. they credit their influences to be captain beefheart, talking heads, devo, the chinese stars, the stooges, wolf mask child, rick james an jandek. total mind fuck. they still have two songs up on their myspace, so listen now while they still exist.

http://www.myspace.com/thelavawitch

jingle ballz

BTW, put up the tree today. yaaaay.

PHOENIX

last night myself and gabor (the best concert buddy anyone can ask for) ventured down to the sound academy (once named the docks) to see the amazing french sensation PHOENIX. i've been listening to them for quite a few years now, and it was always a mystery to me why, after nearly ten years of trying, took this long for them to brake it big... but their latest album wolfgang amedeus is fucking solid and thus should be celebrated.

after lining up in the freezing cold as gabor ate a hot dog, we ventured inside, grabbed a few beers and loitered near the front of the stage as we tried to remember all of the concerts we've been to together. we had spent a few weeks doing research trying to figure out who the opening act would be, or if there even was going to be one. the stage had a decorated backdrop of the logo for the wolfgang amedeus album, so we just figured there was no opening act. until HOLY FUCK took the stage. so cliche as a screamed out, "holy fuck... it's holy fuck!" their set was solid, mostly instrumental and such a perfect mix of ambient electronic with dashes of garage dance. i was so turned on by how the drummer, bass player and two key players tucked in so close to each other while playing. there was a strong feeling of improvisation as well, for some songs lasted nearly eight minutes. i was bouncing for their entire set. happy to say they're torontonians.

then phoenix came on. within the first song, lisztomania, they were already blowing my mind. they have got to be one of the tightest bands i have ever seen live in my entire life, and you can tell they have a fucking blast playing shows. they seemed incredibly surprised by the turn out of the show and nearly hysterical over how pumped the crowd was. singer thomas mars thanked the crowd to many times to remember. as they played song after song, absolutely professionally, they were giving just enough of each of their albums to the crowd. i danced the entire time. as they closed their set, they came back for an encore which has got to be one of the best encore experiences of my life. as they began their huge mega hit 1901, the crowd whips their heads to the left as we saw that thomas was perched on top of a bar surface 30 feet away from the stage. he then crowd surfs back up to the stage, and it was mega close to myself and gabor that i could've grabbed him. he hops back on stage for a reprise and politely asks the security to allow the crowd to freely climb up onto the stage. it quickly filled as gabor and i grasped onto each other, managing to get closer and closer to the front. the show ended with everyone on stage hugging, clapping, dancing and cheering. i honestly felt like i had taken three does of e. the love and energy in that room blew me away, and i had a smile on my face for hours afterwards. and then the dance party continues...

song of the day

if i ever feel better by phoenix

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really proud of this one...
pregnant by r. kelly featuring tyrese

OBSESSED WITH: RONNIE WOOD AND EKATERINA IVANOVA

ronnie wood from the stones and his 20 year old girlfriend ekaterina ivanova may appear at first to be quite a strange pairing, but on closer inspection i think they're absolutely adorable together. yes, ronnie's face looks like a hand bag but he still dresses well and ekaterina (i'm sure) keeps him young. and they're in love! ugh, well... news reports are saying that they split up and ekaterina threatened to kill herself and/or write a tell-all book about their relationship unless ronnie took her back but HEY. they look cute here, at least.

song of the day

two cure songs in a row? you knows it.
catch by the cure

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close to me by the cure

The Cure - Close to me - Watch more Music Videos at Vodpod.

marijuanalyn

yo, ghost of marilyn, wanna come over later? my bro's gotta pretty sweet bong and we can weeze the juice and shit.

my dad loves fake plastic trees, and no i'm not talking about the song.

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an oldie but goodie,
sunday morning by no doubt

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ob-la-di, ob-la-da by the beatles

OBSESSED WITH: DHANI HARRISON

one of my most favorite photo spreads i've seen in years, this is taken from the 2008 fashion rocks issue. is that george harrison you ask? no, his gorgeous son dhani and model sasha pivovarova. god, i can't get over how much he looks like his father.

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haiti by arcade fire

2009 has been the hardest year of my life, and i'm somewhat looking forward to 2010. not to say 2009 was a total bust; i partied hard, met a lot of cool people and grew up a fuck-load. i've decided that 2010 is gonna be THE YEAR OF AWESOME. decided to give myself a little check list.

• EUROTRIP 2010

i know it's so overplayed, but honestly, roaming europe has been a dream of mine for years. london, liverpool, manchester, paris, copenhagen, helsinki, amsterdam, venice, berlin, denmark, stockholm etc.

• MOVE THE FUCK OUT

yeah, this is just getting silly. it's about time i've flown from the nest, because i've been told; mississauga ruins friendships. i have lots of friends with comfy couches, but i can only loiter for so long. time to go cutlery shoppin', cause baby... i's be comin' to the city.

• MAKE MONEY DOING SOMETHING ARTISTIC

whether it's writing, painting, designing, music... i just want to start making some cash with the talent i've got. it's about goddamn time; someone fucking RECOGNIZE ME already!

• FALL IN LOVE

that would be nice.

• START A SAVING MONEY

with the plan i have, the place i plan on moving to will be cheap enough to actually start saving money for the first time in my life (hopefully considering i will have a well paying job to boot) and then i can start up that fund for my vacation house in france for when i'm an adorable old lady.

• RECORD A NEW ALBUM

with whom? not sure, anyone who's down. i'm very lucky to have a lot of really talented musical friends, and i think we should all put our heads together and create a st. peppers lonely hearts club band of our own. lt. awesome's friendly face club band. eh? EH?

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you can't always get what you want by the rolling stones

song of the day

i got up late this afternoon; well, that's what happens when you fall asleep around 4 am the night before i guess. i got up, made a coffee, combed my hair and put on my acid-wash leggings and my gigantic sky blue vintage lacost sweater. as i go downstairs, my dad asks me if i, just like him, have a craving for a burrito. a very bizarre question to be asked, considering the caffeine hadn't set it yet and i hadn't had my first cigarette of the day. i haven't left the house in a few days due to be being completely broke, so i agreed more or less to get outside for a bit. after munching down, i came home and the only thing that made sense to me was a 3 o'lcock cocktail, consisting of a perfectly mixed gin and tonic. i put on the radio and low and behold; they've already started playing 24 hours of christmas music on some stations. i was just having a conversation with my dad about how little i seem to care or even feel like it's remotely even close to christmas and how each year i seem to become less and less of a christmas fan. but when i heard elvis serenading voice, ugh! i grabbed my cat zoey, and we had a nice slow dance in the kitchen. so here it is folks, a very christmas-y song of the day.

blue christmas by elvis presley

song of the day

just like honey by the jesus and mary chain

OBSESSED WITH: AUNTIES & UNCLES

last weekend, my two lovely male friends hal and justin took myself as well as my female counterpart jen to a little diner tucked away off the streets of college called aunties & uncles. i couldn't believe i hadn't been there before, because i haven't stopped thinking about it since. i sit on the edges of chairs and find myself gazing into space; little pools of saliva gathering behind my teeth. sunday brunch is a busy time of day, and my pal hal insisted the 45 minute wait for a table was totally worth it. besides, it was a lovely november morning. we had coffee, cigarettes and conversation and that's all we needed.

aunties & uncles, located at 74 lippincott (one block east of bathurst on college st.), is a little restaurant painted in pastel blues and greens and yellows where the walls are graced with old photography, advertisements and other strange knickknacks. the tables are old and creaky kitchen sets from the 50's, and the waitresses are adorable. when it comes to the menu, it's not entirely large but there's enough of a selection that can make anyone happy. and did i mention it's dirt cheap? most breakfast and lunch entree's range anywhere from $12 and under. everything started off great with an amazing cup of coffee, and from there i ordered the cinnamon french toast for $7.25. it came stacked up, three thick cinnamon bread slices grilled to perfection with a generous serving of butter and maple syrup. a little side of fruit was delish as well. i even stole a few of jen's potatoes, which were so tasty and cooked perfectly. i could barely finish the plate, and i was mmm'ing for the rest of the day. i'm definitely going back as soon as possible, because i seriously think about my auntie and uncle's on a daily basis. and hey, blog t.o. voted it "the best brunch in toronto". it's that good.

aunties & uncles are open 7 days a week from 9am - 3pm.

song of the day

so lonely by the police