Marika Malaea

faithful marauder + fake royal

Weird Fishez

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Photo: I hope Bush reads my blog. This one’s for you, jackass.

Between last night’s debauchery on Capitol Hill (which started on Broadway and ended on Eastlake at Sara Rose’s sinpad) and The Posies show tonight, I can muster up only enough energy to do one survey, care of Frazier from Myspace. At least it’s about music. Actual writing to come later after I eat a meal, open my eyes all the way, and locate my brain.

Put your music player on shuffle.

Click -Next Song- for every question and write it down.

What does next year have in store for me?
Sexual Healing; Marvin Gaye.

Uhh. Hm.

What does your love life look like?
Moving in Stereo; The Cars. I guess. I mean, we have a car, and it moves, and there’s a stereo.

What do I say when life gets hard?
Una furtiva lagrima (A furtive tear); Mary Fahl.

What, I thought everyone sought encouragement and solace in the 2nd Scene romanza of Act II in the Italian opera, L’elisir d’amore, by Gaetano Donizetti. No?

What song will I dance to at my wedding?
Dearest; Buddy Holly.

What I’d really like: Rock You Like a Hurricane; The Scorpions.

What do you want as a career?
*searching for songs with the word ‘prostitute’ in them*

Chocolate; Lester. I want to be a chocolate.

Your favorite saying?
Grizzle took the best one, which was Cocks n Asses; Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds.

I landed on Tout Doucement, the Leslie Feist cover (original sung by Blossom Dearie in 1957, thanks Wikipedia). Tout doucement translates into ‘all gently’, which, if you know me, is the last thing that would come out of my mouth. If I had to choose a French saying, it would be “avez-vous vu mon pantalon?”, which means “have you see my pants?” It’s great to say, and it’s also verrah, verrah practical.

What do you think of your parents?
The Devil Wears Earplugs; Joggers.

(And I love them.)

Where would you go on a first date?
Tombstone, Baby; Peaches.

Most of my first dates have gone the way of the tombstone, so this is fitting.

Drug of choice?
(This is where the song ‘Chocolate’ would have come in handy)

Also, with so many to choose from, how does one narrow it down? I’ll have to try them all at once, and then make my decision later, if I’m still breathing.

I Dunno; Volumen.

Describe yourself.
*still searching for ‘prostitute’ in ITunes*

Broken Biscuit; Sia. Basically the same thing.

What is the thing I like doing most?
David Bowie. Oh, I have to choose a song…

Caring is Creepy; The Shins. Caring IS creepy, but I still enjoy doing it.

The song that best describes the president?
Lying Brainless Cokehead Douchebag Fucks Up the Nation in Record Time Without Consequences and I’m Moving to Canada; sung by Snotty McSnotterson. Get your copy today.

How will I die?
I Sell Society; Godhead. (I don’t know why I have this song on my playlist; Joshy?)

The song that will be played at your funeral?
You’re Speaking My Language; Juliette & the Licks.

I assume this means the language of the dead, although I’m far more interested in the undead, to be honest. I also wouldn’t mind ‘Time Warp’ from Rocky Horror, or the Muppet Show theme song.

The song you’ll put as the subject?
Weird Fishez; Amplive (Radiohead remix). This is a phenomenal remixed album of In Rainbows; I was lukewarm about Radiohead’s last effort–it was okay–but I’m totally on board with Amplive. You can download the Rainydayz Remixes for free, here.

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Written by sn0tteh

May 17, 2008 at 5:47 PM

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  1. That totally made me laugh!

    Raevn's Ravings

    May 18, 2008 at 8:51 AM

  2. Good!

    Snotty McSnotterson

    May 20, 2008 at 9:08 PM


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