Oh hi little friends.  How’s your week going so far?

I gapped out on Monday and didn’t upload shit because life has been weird.  I’m in a weird part of life right now..  I finished my summer job and have one week before school starts so I’m trying to cram in all the fuckery and doing fuck all that I can possibly do before I have to resign myself to college campuses, pumpkin spice lattes, and carefully counting down the days to Halloween.

I recently took a trip to the hipster mecca of Vancouver, BC and visited my favourite record shop, Dandelion Records.  The owner of this shop is a little grating at times, but is generally nice and he always seems to have pretty fucking ace vinyl.

This time, I found two original pressings of some old ass goth shit, and one was an original pressing of Joy Division’s “Love Will Tear Us Apart”, the penultimate anthem of despair and relationships shattered, and a nerdy fact about me is that these words were my very first tattoo.  Yep, right across my shoulders.  Nothing fancy, just small handwriting, delicate and understated.  It’s also the only one of my tattoos to ever offend someone.  Yep, true story.  A hippie at a music festival got so butthurt about it that he had to remind me that “love is all we need”, and trying to explain to him that it’s my favourite song by a gothy band with a tortured singer who took his own life, didn’t work out so well.  Ah hippies, you are natures garbage can.

Anyways, there’s something really primal about this song that transcends through time.  This song came out and Ian Curtis took his own life long before I was even a thought to either of my parents and yet, the pain and anguish translated so well to me the first time that I heard this track as a teen.  I think that this is what makes real music, and it’s getting harder and harder to find these days.

Since I’m feeling a tad melancholy, I thought I would share with you some kinda depressing music.  It’s wrong to say we will THRASH to this music, more like sway creepily.

Have a nice week, and stay away from stools, copies of the Idiot by Iggy Pop and rope..  you know..  if you can.

When routine bites hard
And ambitions are low
And resentment rides high
But emotions won’t grow
And we’re changing our ways, taking different roads

Then love, love will tear us apart again
Love, love will tear us apart again

Why is the bedroom so cold?
You’ve turned away on your side
Is my timing that flawed?
Our respect runs so dry
Yet there’s still this appeal
That we’ve kept through our lives

But love, love will tear us apart again
Love, love will tear us apart again

You cry out in your sleep
All my failings exposed
And there’s a taste in my mouth
As desperation takes hold
Just that something so good just can’t function no more

But love, love will tear us apart again
Love, love will tear us apart again
Love, love will tear us apart again
Love, love will tear us apart again

Also, it might be the goth inside me, but I hesitated to post the lyrics to this song, because let’s get serious, if you don’t know them, I’m over here giving you MAJOR side eye.