in the freezer

image: p. remer

Ten Things Overheard at the Decemberists Show

— I didn’t expect it to be so cold . . . now it’s raining!

— Grab the Bruins hat!

— They’re playing “Seasons in the Sun!”

— We’re going to start with a rap song . . .

— My mom is really compassionate, she put him in the freezer for me . . .

— We’re the biggest Ween fans. We’ve seen them half a dozen times.

— It’s a very diverse crowd. I see a lot of gray hair . . . I saw a guy with a Grateful Dead shirt.

— I don’t understand what the point of this pink wrist band was.

— You’ll get to hear this song again on June 14th.

— Is this the exit or the line for the merch table?

What I’m Listening To:

Oh, this world’s all wrong, so let’s go where we belong
Pack up the stereo, meet at the burial ground
So, contract malaria, meet at the burial ground

— The Decemberists / “Burial Ground”

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About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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