We are very close to securing an apartment, though -- in a brownstone in notorious Brooklyn hood that actually has fewer crimes per capita than our way-desirable 78704 zip code. Believe me, we were kind of surprised by that too.
...and I just got an email that my Joanna Newsom record is in. Goodness!
The Mountain Goats -- Love Love Love. It's slightly strange when a minister quotes Paul's First Letter to the Corinthinans in his sermon, and all you can think of is this The Mountain Goats song. Then again, given the themes in The Sunset Tree, experiencing this effect at a funeral is vaguely fitting. It's less comfortable when it happens at a wedding, though. (site) (citation)
Pink Nasty -- BTK Blues. Here's another lovely one for you from Sara Beck, sanctioned by La Nasty's PR lackeys. It's totally worth hearing despite that fact -- which is why I've posted it. Buy her record, okay? It's blindingly good. (site)
Sorry for such a sparse post before going on an extended holiday break; things are slightly insane right now. We'll be back next week, promise. Happy Thanksgiving, fellow Americans! Have a great weekend, rest of the world! (It feels very odd to say that on a Tuesday...)
(ps -- Girls Aloud, feminism, and me? Thanks, Pageblank!)