midwinter chirstmas

i almost always but not quite forget just how much i love pavement until that very first bar of any of their songs, and i'm transported rapturously again

whenever i listen to pavement i end up thinking about rhys, jim, kelly, linda, andy and that green house on york place, because YOU CAN NEVER QUARANTINE THE PAST

i've said it before, and i'll gladly say it again: stephen malkmus = lyrical genius