DC 450 oh, oh
― reggie (qualmsley), Tuesday, 27 October 2015 20:07 (eight years ago) link
This was a perfect soundtrack to washing up this evening.
I'm not sure of the meaning of "America", though. (I can't quite untangle the possibly dry humour).
― djh, Sunday, 24 September 2017 20:36 (six years ago) link
I always took it as weighing the speaker's homesickness and affection for some aspects of American culture against the speaker's knowledge of the historical complicity of white Americans with genocide and imperialism, not really advancing an argument so much as exploring that affective dissonance.
― one way street, Sunday, 24 September 2017 21:30 (six years ago) link
i thought he was just being a smug child of privilege, bragging about chilling ironically carefree indie rock star style in australia, while you sad fucks have to get up and go to work LOL
― reggie (qualmsley), Sunday, 24 September 2017 22:27 (six years ago) link
And when my cattle turned on me, I was knocked. back. flat. I was knocked out cold for one clack of the train track.Then I rose, a colossal hand buried, buried in sand. I rose like a drover.For I am, in the end, a drover.
― Gerneten-flüken cake (jed_), Thursday, 8 October 2020 23:30 (three years ago) link