she makes me so unsure of myself

Lou Reed To New York Magazine: “What Are You, A Fucking Asshole?" (June 2008)

john cale has become like an inside joke between me and my friend because of this really awful music video he did for a really awful version of one of his own songs (look it up, it's the 2015 version of close watch on M:FANS) and i can never take him seriously again. he also did a version of it with a bagpipe outro

one of my grandparents’ kittens taking a nap inside a toy truck

The day is beautiful and so are you My car is ugly but then I’m ugly too

i like to push back against the classic black&white cult narrative surrounding the velvet underground because imo it's so much more exciting to remember that they were regular human beings, incredibly young and fond of each other most of the time, and generally having a good time together despite the legacy of darkness and mystery that's been conjured about them since the 60s. but then i see photographs of them literally sulking poolside in california and it's kind of hard to refute the evil angsty proto goth subterranean wretch allegations.

English afternoon tea, 2003

A song that reminds you of someone you would rather forget about: “Johnny Feelgood” by Liz Phair