new york has kept gil scott heron alive long enough to write this awesome song.

so "new york is killing me" is every music blog's 'best new song'. fine. maybe I only saw a review of it on pitchfork. I just wanted to sound like i am well researched, unlike that dude, Zachary Kouwe who had to "resign" from the NYTimes last week for plagiarizing every article he's written in like the past 7 months. Way to be premier NYTimes. I guess New York is killing a lot of people (me and gil scott heron) and institutions (new york times, all print media). We're all trying to survive in this perro eat perro city. Me? I'm just trying to get a free meal. I suppose I should have gone to some fashion events during fashion week. i bet there was so much untouched food there that it was coming out of the cracks in the sidewalks. Actually it was probably just sitting there, neatly, on fold-up tables with plastic cloths. I'd like a free banana. Thank god my dad is coming to brooklyn right now. god damn these hunger pains. i need bread. banana bread. Listen to the song.

Iranians make jewelry and are peaceful

my girl's mom is doing her O.G. Iranian jewelry thing on the radio with Pierra Tocci AKA the regulator when it comes to interviews here: http://www.breakthruradio.com/index.php?show=9246 If you wanna check out her stuff in person or just wanna check her out (shes a MILF deeefffiniiteellyyy) go tomorrow to the Williamsburg Fair Love_A-Fair 2010 at TERMINAL: 343 Broadway, Brooklyn and see whats really what.

sometimes i like to look at things i'll never afford. because i'm a masochist.

While i was perusing, no, scouring the internet for ideas for my girl's '40s/'50s themed birthday party I found myself on archive imagining myself dancing to my new favorite song, "sexy chick" in above chanel dresses and nina ricci shirts. Neither of those by the way even conjure wartime floral prints of the 1940s or crinoline of the 1950s. square one. broke and still need a dress. any suggestions? does cheap shopping even exist in new york? nah kiddddo.

geography is fun kids.

going in on new york city architecture

union square

The Bowery

These photos from this architecture site my girl's uncle put her onto are dope. Also dope: the mailman that just came to drop off the mail at the bar i work at. he had an incredible flat top. and he's wearing shorts. a black dude wearing shorts in 30 degree weather. well, i'm not saying it's abnormal. i feel really hot too. but i got my haircut last night. so.

i'm permanantly blue for you now that you have another song i like

jacques renault. oh hey. hottie.

so today on my daily free download on RCRD LBL was a refreshingly good remix. You all remember the once i'msmilingalotbecauseifeellikeimontopoftheworld "bruises" by the band Chairlift that became i'mfrowningbecausethissongisonmadcommercialsandismadannoyingandmyheartwasjustbrokenandican'ttakethisanymore
Well here's a hit you can feel good about! The song "Evident Utensil" remixed by Jacques Renault. I'll always love a french remix but more importantly i'll always love a french man. fuck it, i'll always love exoticizing. but i can do that, cause i'm brown. and pretty. The song has the midas dance touch and has moved me to bop (even at this godforsaken hour) and (eventually) dance (when it's a different, but more appropriate godforsaken hour.) Why am I awake? oh cause i ate a grilled cheese and french fries at 2am and can't stop drinking water because, really, i'm convinced i didn't eat a grilled cheese and french fries at all but really ate all of the contents of a salt shaker disguised. shut up. get the free download here. and don't go to SUGAR on houston and allen unless you're looking to be dehydrated for the remainder of 2010.