
Thursday, January 27, 2011
i go big, i go home.

everything that can happen in a day.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011
you're never too grown up to miss and hug 'em.
i spent new years day with 1200 of my closest strangers, a handful of my best friends, 25 dollar cups of sangria, quintessential tunes, bummed cigarettes and endless possibilities.
-t
this song is for breakups and getaway cars.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011
it's a fraction of the whole, but it's ours to control.

Thursday, January 20, 2011
i can hear you louder than ever. whisper to me, help me remember.

as time goes on, you have to realize what you don't know.
game recognizes game,
-t
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
did i say too much, did i say enough?

all that i know is that i'm falling, falling, falling.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
push a button, pull a trigger.
nothing ever changes so tonight is like tomorrow night.

Monday, January 17, 2011
two superheroes, no sidekick.

Friday, January 14, 2011
let's spin at slow forever.

Thursday, January 13, 2011
i need to hear it, i love to hear it.

they stare at me, while i stare at you.

-t
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
me: dirty in theory. you: dirty in practice. us: perfect.

when i was significantly younger, i used to imagine that blimps floated in the air to drop little trinkets in the sky. sometimes i would imagine a flood of marbles, coins, popcorn or even tiny bunny rabbits being set free. i never thought about where each item went after they passed the clouds. but somehow, i always thought i knew what they would sound like upon impact with earth.
fast forward more than a few years and i've discovered where all of those idealistic and delicate sounds of my childhood went. they've all landed in the inspired tunes of san francisco dreampop outfit, blackbird blackbird. give their new album, summer heart, a spot on repeat and if kaleidoscopes are your thing, they totally understand.
-t
my motormouth, runs over you.

they heard me singing and they told me to stop. quit these pretentious things and just punch a clock.

Sunday, January 9, 2011
it's the year to be hated, so glad that we made it.




Thursday, January 6, 2011
sit me down, shut me up.



