Some Nightcrawlers Are Better Than Others
December 28, 2008 at 1:45 pmPosted in music, solos Tags: good riddance 2008, readymade fc, the only one, yael naim

Readymade FC – The Only One (featuring Yael Naim)
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We have bed bugs. This is my 100th post, and we have bed bugs. This is my 100th post, we have bed bugs, and I worked a 12-hour shift on Christmas day, whereas Christmas Eve was spent shivering inside an apartment overwhelmed by stuffed garbage bags and a thick coating of pesticide.
Some point soon I’ll have to ask myself exactly what the hell happened this year.
But for now I’m escaping to an imaginary Carribean holiday with Readymade FC and Yael Naim (of Macbook Air fame). I’m in a hammock, and I’m sipping some obnoxiously fruity alcoholic concoction while singing this tune to a cloudless sky. There’s sand between my toes, there is. There are seagulls. Everywhere, seagulls. Chasing children. Mercilessly. And I’m laughing and choking on my obnoxiously fruity alcoholic beverage because, well, there are seagulls chasing children, and overweight, pasty parents attempting to swat said birds with teal beach umbrellas, which is pretty funny if you think about it, at least a little.
I’ll watch the sun set on this year while hammock-swinging hand in hand with my past, which may seem like a peculiar choice for a date, but Marcy from Lost In Your Inbox put it best:
Ghosts. No Christmas is complete without them. They arrive uninvited and no matter what you do, you can’t turn them away…And I’m not talking about Scrooge-like ghosts. I’m talking about anyone, anything that you loved or still do love and who you can’t be with, a place you wish you were, or memories of a time in your life that you wish still was.
There’s no escaping from these ghosts, there’s really no point in even trying. Might as well crack your heart wide open and welcome them without a fight.
I used to mind ghosts, but now I think it’s best to view them as holiday hammock partners. Give them enough time and they even learn to hum along to the songs you sing at cloudless skies; given enough time, well, you learn to welcome the harmony.
Happy holidays from The Pop Filter.
Here’s to 2009. Etc, etc.
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