sick synth hook
aw, yeah, I’m making out like she kept them against my will but I didn’t want to get rid of them… I still don’t. Blub. Hello, I am an adult
For some reason, Wor Lass and all of her family love this song above all others. I hear her hollering from the kitchen about how it’s, “[Her] Jam!” whenever it comes on TV or radio.
"I remember listening to the lyrics and going: “Dave, man, Africa? We’re from north Hollywood. What the fuck are you writing about? ‘I bless the rains down in Africa?’ Are you Jesus, Dave?”
Welcome to the club:
Have you seen the video? I just watched it, it features a man with a spear killing the singer in a library and the band are playing on a giant book that says “Africa”
Cocaine, everybody.
I’m going to say no, because I feel like I would remember something that insane/brilliant.
Urg man, had new neighbours move in upstairs and they’re noisy and annoying. Beeves incoming in 3…2…1…
Play some metal
I’ve spent an hour putting together my interview presentation for next week.
10 minutes; currently 24 slides. It doesn’t currently look great.
I have had some rum though, and I love rum.
Film i was watching was crap so i turned it off. Not sure what to do instead feel a bit crap tbh.
- Spaghetti was good
- Watching new Jessica Jones
Hold steady were fucking class. Mate’s not picking up. Getting drunk in a bar in Camden on my own
ah fuck.