Sunday, February 8, 2009


In heaven we'll all have floppy hair, v-neck sweaters, tight fitting jeans and vintage Telecasters.
In heaven we'll listen to the Velvet Underground, Devo and Nick Cave.
In heaven we'll be photographed looking altogether disinterested in front of abandoned industrial buildings.
In heaven we'll all eat vegan and smoke hand-rolled cigarettes.
In heaven there will be no dancing; only toe tapping and modest head nodding.

Heaven is a house party two blocks off Broadway on Capital Hill in Seattle.

Heaven is making me sick.

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