28 November, 2006
Now 358,904… That’s what I call procrastination
A few random songs played back to back on iTunes made me think someone was trying to tell me something. Namely stop pissing about and get to it. A quick flick through my playlist and I have assembled the soundtrack to my own rubbish-at-writingness:
It Could Have Been a Brilliant Career - Belle and Sebastian
Not So Manic Now - Dubstar
I’m Not Even Going to Try - David Devant and his Spirit Wife
I’m An Asshole - Dennis Leary
In The Middle of Nowhere - Dusty Spingfield
Insomnia - Faithless
What To Do With Myself - Emiliana Torrini
You Just Haven’t Earned It Yet - Kirsty MacColl
Wasting My Time - Klaus Nomi
Human Afterall - Morrissey
Je Ne Veux Pas Travailler - Pink Martini
Poor Little Rich Boy - Regina Spektor
Silent All These Years - Tori Amos
Now all I need is a song called “Ben, the boy who never wrote but instead dyed his hair, played computer games and chatted to boys a lot” and I’ve got my own morning (de)motivator anthem.





