music's biggest fan

wearing shiny shoes, rest dressed bare

tangled in truth, tongue-tied with some guy

i'll sing a song of sorrow and choke down your lies

spitting mad and severely sick of sad

tried to tell you like i was your dad

but words came few and far between

and forget other stuff if i drink enough

to pretend that i got people, too

serenade me to sleep and

play your sorrows away, modern orpheus

this song was MASSIVE for me when i was 16 and struggling to get over my first girlfriend

"if you ever wanna say you're sorry, you can give me a call"

i truly do feel allergic to love, and i'm no longer sure what to do.

i'm surrounded by friends, all laughing and having a grand time. we just finished playing a fun show with our new band, and a bunch of people came out to support us.

i couldn't ask for more, and yet, i feel so alone.

eric's trip is really something else. to me, they perfectly capture what it feels like to be in love; that grimy, sticky feeling.

their love for chaos and noise is almost sonic youth level, and the way they can hone that raw noise into a song is amazing.

specifically the song "allergic to love", the song i named my blog after, has a place in my heart for the way it does just that. it opens with a bunch of static that makes the lines about TV have so much more depth

specifically the songs "From the Poisoned Well", "Stickman", "Let's Turn the Record Over", and a few others (which i'm blanking on right now) found themselves a special place within my heart.

his unreleased material is, i think, better because it is unreleased. the listening feels intimate and secretive.

something about the Grand Mal is so beautiful to me. it feels like a monolithic compendium of Elliott's life, handed to you on a silver platter.