I've had "MODERN SWINGER" by the Pink Spiders stuck in my head for awhile. It was an old song I'd yoinked off the status-page of an artist I was inspired by growing up. I had to be about fifteen or so when I last heard it, but I was walking home from work and all of a sudden I was whistling it. It's funny how such things bubble up to the surface of your consciousness when you lest expect it, like when you find a picture you drew ages ago, or when you run into an old acquaintance walking to the grocery store. It was a pleasant sensation, and now can't get it off of me.
Similarly, I've had a sweet tooth for "ISLAND IN A VIDEO CASSETTE" by Nakai 'Chabo' Reichi. It's a soft, otherworldly track punctuated by the sound of the ocean and a starting VCR. It's pleasant and counter-intuitive in how nice it is on the ears.
Further on the topic of things I cannot get out of my head, I have been seized by this odd fixation with trying to play as a Goblin on some sort of media. Or at least a tribal, diminutive, cowardly something, with a propensity for simple clubs, hatchets, and kitchen-knives. Maybe I can make one in Elona or something; I'm contemplating picking up a wooden club and building out a speed-fighter duelist of some sort.
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