Trent Reznor's dayum fine. But "The Hand That Feeds" sounds like it's the middle of another song.
*snaps fingers*
yeah, I said it.
But then, I never listened to The Fragile like I hear it should be listened to.
Anyway tonight I figured it would be nice to get some longass playlist on youtube of NIN videos blared through my room while I tidied up the bathroom.
Although "tidied up" is not enough of a verb.
For example, did you know that when you're wearing latex gloves - not the hand shaped thick yellow ones, but the proctologist-white powdered type...when you're wearing those to scrub the inside of the tub. When the gloves are turning first yellow, then dark beige, it's time to take a break because the chemicals are almost done eating the latex and are about to start eating your fucking hand.
So I found out many things about the house I've been living in for a few months. It's dustier than it is "dirty." Yeah I know, dust is dirt. But I noticed so many crevices...either the house was originally built a generally considered Long time ago (pre-1920s, since the tile in the bathroom resembles such in a bathroom in a house I know was built in the mid-20s) and hasn't been ...not so fancy as "renovated" but never really looked at; or it was built up to a couple decades after when I really think it was and has been ran into the ground. That, or the previous residents all had a weird habit of kicking at...they're not called vertices, but that intersection of where the walls and floors meet.
Damn. I gotta stop clicking over the the other NIN videos...he's distracting.
So I was ... no wait hold on. The Marilyn Manson songs came up now. I guess he got a new album last year, and one of the singles called "Heart-Shaped Glasses"
She reminds me of the woman ... she was dressed in white
And I couldn't take my eyes off her
But that's not what I took off that night
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH, A COY MOTHERFUCKER ARE WE??? THOU DOST NOT KISS AND TELL...say no more say no more...retard.
Puerile dweeb. And I'm not even going on the "ooooooh he's thingin bout thiiin." When I had a problem with that I didn't listen to that stuff. My freshman roommate pleaded with me not to throw away my CDs, but to at least give them to her so she could sell what she could.
*rolls eyes* I liked his music in high school. Antichrist Superstar was... really perfect album. Some of it I knew didn't "make sense" for me but the stuff that did, really did. To a 16 year old girl who liked Goth-Industrial music and liked Skinny Puppy's "Rabies" album upon first hearing it. The first attribute no longer applies. And it's like...bleh. his music has all turned to shit, and not just because I also listen to different and some genuinely better stuff now, but it just...sucks now.
But the song sounds pretty. Nice and sad and pretty and "pop-gothy."