Showing posts with label Death To The Pixies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Death To The Pixies. Show all posts

Sunday, September 5, 2010

got killed by ten million pounds of sludge.

crap, this photo is too cute for its own good

so you can probably figure out by the title this is not the "long awaited" outfit post.
in fact, this is going to be some kind of a rant. a vent, perhaps, and if you choose to read, then read on?
i'm annoyed. why?
because recently, i downloaded the free 4 track sampler for the Pixie's Doolittle 20th Anniversary Concert. [[clickety here to get to the website and do the same]]
and every time i listen to them live, i die a little inside. 
why? because, in march this year, i missed out on their concert to australia. and i seriously, i kid you not, want to turn back time. i'm beyond frustrated and i just have to say:

i f*cking love the Pixies. 
[[no matter how ironic it is that i missed their concert]]


so yes, this is going to turn into a 5-track-mix-post now.

1*gouge away-pixies
2*no cigar-millencolin
3*the headmaster ritual-the smiths
4*monkey gone to heaven-pixies
5*1997-washington

how was everyone's weekends?

rena.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

seriously, take it off.


this is probably old news, but today i saw a picture of kesha plastered up by the school radio room, wearing a death to the pixies shirt. so, instead of being angry right then and there [[which i was, anyway]], i decided to leave myself a mental note to look further into it.
 turns out she also cropped it into a tank. does this mean i can't wear my death to the pixies shirt without making some connotation of trying to be kesha-esque? turns out while visiting a little beach not far from where i live, it's not actually little, it's bondi beach, and it was in march, kesha managed to come up with the atrocity of wearing an obviously customised pixies shirt [[which i don't really mind]] over some dreadful swimwear. 
and truthfully, it's not that at all. it's the fact that kesha's music takes absolutely no stylistic influences whatsoever from the pixies. so whether she actually listens to them or not, it wouldn't matter, because she's currently scarring the world with the music she makes. [[this is solely subjective, please take no offence, i know she's pretty famous at the moment]]
yes, i'm a die hard alternative fan. honestly, if i see her wearing a radiohead tee shirt, or nirvana, or floyd, i will be seriously, seriously annoyed. confronting pictures, no? not a very pretty sight... you don't say. i wish wish wish a wave of mutilation came by to wash her away, or even that a monkey could take her to heaven. anything. and yes, i agree, what was ironic, has now become seriously literal. 

xx rena.


photos found on zimbio via google search.