Happy Sufjan Stevens Day everyone. But is happy really fitting here? I certainly am pleased that my favorite musician has released a new album–an album some would say is his best work ever, and is definitely his most revealing and personal work–but today as I listen in my room on this gloomy Tuesday, I feel drained. 285 more words
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So 12th Jan arrived and passed and the diet had yet to begin with biscuits, nuts and chocolates still hanging around from Christmas. Even now come March, my willpower is currently at an all-time low; in the words of Homer Simpson ‘oooh doughnuts!’ Stepping on to the scales, I nearly gave myself a coronary. 1,745 more words
2. You are not able to afford your own Upper East Side apartment with the income from one newspaper column.
3. You would have just gone to the damn country house and not made such a BFD about it.194 more words
Sometimes I think I take pop a bit too seriously, because it irks me to this day that Jill Sobule isn’t a superstar. In the mid-nineties I was briefly part of her UK “street team,” although I only did it to get a free exclusive CD and I didn’t take my responsibilities seriously enough. 372 more words