I am in the Big Apple, some call it New York City, I call it the Big Apple. Because my ego is about the size of this city I decided that I should start a blog. Ya'll know I love to tell everybody what I am doing with my life. Follow closely, take notes. You might learn something here.
I'm living in Crown Heights, Brooklyn. There is a broken down bus out on the street. There is always someone working on it, but I doubt it'll ever be fixed. Above the door are these bronze statues of dudes chilling on a bronze beam while they eat their bronze lunches and smoke bronze cigarettes. They are neat, but I have yet to give them names. I live with maybe three or four other people. I'm not quite sure. I am sure that most of us try to avoid the guy who rents this place out. The oven doesn't work, but there is a train that rips on by every hour or so.
I wasn't made aware that there were train tracks nearby by the craigslist ad, but somehow I always knew.
Speaking of trains, I decided that I love the subway. Olive Hayes says the subways are blues blue, but I say they're sky blue. I get to sit back and listen to music. Everybody is trying to avoid eye contact with each other, its great. I've had my best/worst awkward eye contact moments on the subway. When I share in the tense awkwardness I share in the human existence! Some people fall asleep on the subway.
Advice for you: it is not a good idea to carry a lamp through the subway during peak hours.
Columbia Records is quite possibly the best job ever. This one time I asked Jason, “Wait, The Whitest Boys You'll Ever Know are Erlund Oye's side project, right?” He said that he thinks that I am cool. One person said that we had matching outfits. It was true, not intentional. This was the second time we've even met each other. I think we both were slightly embarrassed. Unfortunately I don't think I own any shirts that aren't retro-plaid.
So tomorrow I'm gonna do what I do every night now that I am a Brooklynite hipster: knock back PBRs while and get nostalgic with a drunk graphic design major/blogger about the time when the Arcade Fire was good.
I'll make sure to blog about it.
What I listened to on the subway this week:
