Thanks, Moone Boy.
Blues from Down Here —TV on the Radio
Well, you spared me from slaughter for sure
But these sharks are equally in need of a martyr
Standing on the Last Star —Guillemots
Will nothing in the world ever make you happy?
I Might Need You To Kill —The Thermals
They can tell me what to read
They can tell me what to eat
They can beat me and send me the bill,
But they tell me what to feel?
Hey, I might need you to kill
Morning Light — Ida Maria
What’s easy in the night
Is always such a bite in the morning light
Sue: What is that?
Secretan: It’s a kid, what do they eat?
Sue: Is it lost?
Secretan: Err, no, no, no.. I borrowed it off someone ‘cause apparently, women love it— I’m trying to pull. Do anything for me? Is it working?