I drove home from class tonight with the windows down and the music cranked. It’s not the songs, it’s not the singing, it’s not the speed, it’s the air that affects you. That smell.
The Operation by Charlotte Gainsbourg is the ultimate night-time driving track when you’re feeling single and electrified.1 The baseline drives you.
I had The Operation by Charlotte Gainsbourg playing here.
i want to explore you
i’m gonna get under your skin
so you can feel me running through your veinsi want to examine
every inch of your frame
the pressure points that cause your joy and pain
When I got home, I showered, got into in my PJs, took Dolly in my arms, and stood out on the patio. I wanted her to feel what I was feeling under that night sky. She clung to my arms, but didn’t make a sound. It was unlike her, because any time Dolly gets picked up she immediately begins purring. The night was too much for her.
I think it’s too much for me sometimes.
For now, I’ll live vicariously through Maggie. Except I won’t be getting drunk on Sparks (the orange kind), I won’t be going dancing, I’ll just keep running into my crushes at every turn, and I’ll keep meeting the asshole, idiot guys they go out with. And like Maggie, I’ll refuse to be that guy. The one who talks shit about other guys, the one who flosses his cash money, the one who drives fast to prove he’s got a dick.
Yes, I’m breaking my post order because of Maggie. It’s like she made me write this. I would totally hoolahoop and make Dragon Ball Z poses with her. I just found out that I don’t know how to spell hoolahoop. Hula hoop. There we go.
Maybe this dry spell is making me loopy.
I think I’ll sleep with the windows open tonight.
- This song won’t be up for long; I’m taking it down in a couple days. [↑]
I’m compelled to post with my LJ info since you inadvertently mentioned it. !! At any rate, maybe it is me. My life exploded with ridiculous adventures after all that sad and quiet shit. But I think the adventures are merely the consequence of the change in season. It’s supposedly going to be 26C here tomorrow. What more can I do but put on a t-shirt and shorts and ride around on my bike eyeing anything with a smile?
“the one who flosses cash money” just makes me wanna holler MO MONEY MO MONEY MO MONEY!
that is an incredible song, and only the second one i’ve heard by charlotte gainsbourg
and for whatever reason, your post reminds me of Jenny Owen Young’s “Fuck Was I” which i am currently listening to on auto-loop
@Maggie — It wasn’t inadvertent on my part; I totally stole your line and made it my title (although it’s probably more cuddles than makeouts). My life didn’t explode after my last breakup, so it’s fun to hear about yours and how you’re getting out there. Then again, my breakup was when the summer was ending.
It’s awesome how you’re posting so much now. I miss that sort of inspiration, although I did get a rush of it after reading your entry.
And oh yeah…
@fathima — I recommend the whole album, it’s my current addiction. I am now listening to Fuck Was I on auto-loop as well. Thank you for introducing me to this song (and artist). It’s so bittersweet.
My particular favorites are AF607105 and Beauty Mark right now. She’s very overprecious on some, but it works on these.
AF607105 is my favourite song off the album at the moment. There’s something ghastly about it.