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f*ck colorado
Friday, June 04, 2004
 
my mind on the radio
just got back from a burlesque show at emos + man, where in the hell do these kids get this uniform? there is a set of people walking around this city, looking exactly the same to an extent of which i have never seen before. tight pants, hesh-ish hair (ala jamie thomas), keys on a climbing lock around the belt loop, wrist band, and a star tattoo somewhere on their body, preferrably the elbow. somehow when i try to dress funny + dork out, sorta like travolta in urban cowboy, i get mistaken for a cool kid + get hit on; confusing to say the least.

but hey, the burlesque girls were kinda sexy, i think my mind is a little warped though, cause i was wanting them to dance to 'come to daddy' for some reason, i think it'd work. i wonder if those are tx girls, cause i haven't seen em around town. nice undies for the gold finger routine, very hott.

arthur russel - 'world of echo' sure is pretty. sounds way ahead of '86, which, by the way, was a beautiful year.





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