I made this a little needlessly complicated, sorry.

[subterrain]

emilytheodd posted this awesome meme, and I must share my sonic excrement with you! Just thank the Lords of Kobol there are no actual recordings of my harpy voice, eeegh.

Post the three songs you're singing most in the shower right now. Not the three you wish you were singing, but the three that you actually are.

01. Pony Up! - The Truth About Cats and Dogs (Is That They Die)

02. Octoberman - Run From Safety (You can listen to it on their myspace, along with a fucking gorgeous live version)

03. Beirut - Nantes

04. Beirut - The Penalty

Cheating, I know! But at least two out of my three artists are dashing and Canadian. Speaking of Canadian art (CLASSY SEGUE, I KNOW) I went to watch some shorts at the Atlantic Film Festival, tonight. Ho ho, don't I own the most pretentious pants around these parts. I really wanted to park my butt in front of Burn After Reading, but someone else insisted on some class, so Canadiana it was. Conclusions? The Quebecois own this country when it comes to ~art, and everyone else can go home. Lord, the burning guilt I feel from the only film that mattered out of seven will probably never leave me.

ETA: and yeah, here's the entire Octoberman album, if you're interested.

Comments

[delighter.livejournal.com]

WHAT?? ARE THEY EATING CATS IN THAT HEATHEN FILM? OMG, PAIGE. Also, I will have to wait until everyone fucks off for the day to watch these, but I am looking forward to it. You bring all the good media. I don't even know where you find this business.

The CIFF starts this weekend too. I think we're going to go see Confessions of a Porn Addict (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0G9tI9LFlzs) because it is possibly the worst movie showing AND it has Spenny from Kenny vs. Spenny. WIN.

[delighter.livejournal.com]

Dude, how much am I enjoying Octoberman??? Christ, I've listened to their entire MySpace playlist. Nicely done. I just bought their album off of White Whale. The actual CD. So quaint. They are like the final outcome of all the music I already have and love. *CREEPY LOVE EYES FOR INTRODUCING ME*

[delighter.livejournal.com]

PS, I don't believe you sing Run from Safety in the shower, because that would just be a lot of disturbing mumbling and freaking out your roommate.

[maidensuit.livejournal.com]

I, too, listened to Octoberman's whole playlist. I liked!

[subterrain.livejournal.com]

I basically go: "As long as we run from safety... na na nanaNA na na naaaaa." over and over again. I CAN'T STOP. D:

[subterrain.livejournal.com]

ARE THEY? I thought they were in an animal hospital trying to save them! And then ultimately everyone dies anyway! Isn't that the point? I am bad with animation. That Wintersleep one about the animals in suits confused me so bad my nose bled.

I don't know what you mean by 'we'? Do you mean you're going with my boyfriend or yours?

ASDFADF SO GETTING MY ASS KICKED FOR THAT ONE. :D :D :!

I saw Spenny (or maybe it was Kenny) in a preview and thought it was maybe George Stromboloupolous' cracked-out bro. Little did I know!

[subterrain.livejournal.com]

Inorite? WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST ASK FOR IT, WOMAN? I jerked it off of indie_exchange. Along with a whole bunch of other pretentious Canadian crap that is less good. But apparently they'll be here in October with the Fembots.

I won't lie: I probably won't go. I have no suitably hip friends here who would do such a thing, and going alone is asking for an untoward penetration of the knife or dick variety.

[subterrain.livejournal.com]

Well, here, my friend!:

http://www.megaupload.com/?d=LHYS5SVK

I will share the mournful Vancouver lovin'!

[maidensuit.livejournal.com]

:D :D :D :D I WAS GOING TO ASK, BUT I WASN'T, KNOW WHAT I MEAN...

[delighter.livejournal.com]

Hmmmm, they are here Nov 1. At the Marquee room. :/ We'll see. I think it would be an amazing show, but I don't know if I'll be up for dealing with that crowd on the first night of the busiest week we have. :/

[delighter.livejournal.com]

MY PIECE OF FLESH THAT I USE FOR SEXUAL PLEASURE, ASSHOLE.

And I was talking about the preview to the film you linked to. You know how I feel about cat eating!

Eugh, Krista went to the CIFF VIP opening gala thing at Belgo on Thursday and spent all of yesterday name-dropping. I just. I just want her to have a terrible accident that doesn't necessarily kill her, but something that maimed her mouth would be good. :

[subterrain.livejournal.com]

Ah, shit. I blame the fact that I was full of a bottle of cheap blush wine when I emailed you 32423434 times last night. Yes, they may be eating cats. They eat fucking like, gross things - rhinos, a deer - in this horrible ritualistic carnage that is meant to blatantly symbolize our own consumption of resources. It's utterly revolting, it's the most terrifying thing I've seen in years. There's one character who tries to stop, who doesn't want to eat with a constant and terrible vigour, but she does anyway, and her hypocrisy doesn't absolve her any more than being liberally-minded absolves us for driving our cars and wear our slave-jeans.

CIFF. Oh, Krista. I hope she met Joshua Jackson with his brain tumour movie. I hear he's sending Katie Holmes love letters these days. :O

[subterrain.livejournal.com]

Why is there a fucking Marquee Room in EVERY CITY. Are they a chain? No? Where is the Calgary version? I keep meaning to go to the one here because it's apparently awesome, but. We covered this.

God, life, why so hard? We have the TASTE to know about these shows, and yet I just don't care enough about anything, if it ultimately involves leaving my house.

[subterrain.livejournal.com]

OH DOLLFACE YOU DON'T HAVE TO ASK. I WILL READ YOUR MIND FOR YOU. :D