Other Mixes By Pukka Tukka R-o-c-k-s
Cassette
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Theme - Narrative
will and sleepyhead do sleepyhead's parents' house
Side A | ||
Artist | Song | |
belle & sebastian | if you're feeling sinister | |
the flaming lips | race for the prize | |
the apples in stereo | benefits of lying with your friend | |
beulah | if we can land a man on the moon . . . | |
lenola | driving over to your house | |
mirah | la familia | |
u2 | with or without you | |
butterfly child | drunk on beauty | |
oasis | who feels love | |
beth orton | sweetest decline | |
Side B | ||
Artist | Song | Buy |
dennison witmer | steven | |
bright eyes | its cool, we can still be friends | |
the smashing pumpkins | landslide | |
the gloria record | my funeral party | |
owen | most days and | |
owen | most nights | |
matt skiba | next to you | |
rem | the great beyond | |
karate | the angels just have to show | |
jets to brazil | further north | |
Comment:
The story begins that one time me and Sleepyhead got ice cream. Sleepyhead lost her watch in my car. Looking for her watch, she found a lighter i lost in high school. I tried to help, and found funny smells and pennies and hairs from almost every one of my friends. but no watch. discouraged and disheartened, we went to her parents' house and played dress-up. Sleepyhead showed me her new new look for the coming summer: kimono, sneakers, cat sunglasses and bed-head. it was hot. yes ma'am. her parents let me have a suit i found, which was very benevoloent of them. sleepyhead said i looked like a gazelle dressed up as a penguin trying to be stylish. and that it was hot. yes sir. we went swimming with her parents in the evening. i said to them, watch, were going to do a backflip, standing on the edge of the pool with sleepyhead. when they looked over, we gave them a couple of full moons, except sleepyhead chickened out and gave only the waxing crescent moon. sleepyhead told me something about giving her parents something called a triple threat. i didnt get it. she told me what it was, and i said im not allowed to know that until i got married. she said neither am i, but i know anyway. the next day, we got ice cream again. and the story has no end.Feedback:
sweet songs and following story . .. and so in the name of sentimentality's resentment, damn you.