vintage delights for the soul.

i fear for my future self. oh please spare me of lapsing into the life of regrettable 'little edie' status. prancing around and wallowing my voice dry with the psycho-babble of past misfortunes. to feel this hapless so early on does not portend of good things to come. first it may be unemployment. then comes job at the local dunkin' donuts. a curves and tanning membership. a subscription to 'ok' magazine. a bad perm and an addiction to hair gel and newport cigarettes. next thing you know you've bailed out of your romance with a gold-chained guido named tony and are flabby, farty, and forty years old living with your senile mother and twirling like a child in a swim cap and cape and eating ice cream in bed and watching your army of house cats shit all over your carpet. oh dear. breathe.

it will all be alright.

“La Gaita del Lobizon” by Cuarteto de Oro. Philips Records Argentina