dirty dream #6766767564

Some LiveJournal Teen Girl Snarl to do with the upcoming Curetopiary Tourapalooza 2004:

"I mean imagine seeing some fuckfaces like The Rapture playing in the sweltering southern heat wearing long sleeved button-up shirts and ties, acne glistening and popping in the sun while legions of MySpace teenagers make out and cry half because "omg this is [their] song" and half because their hair gel is melting and dripping down their foreheads. Would you want to pay sixty dollars for that? Heow nah. But for ten bucks fuck yeah, I'll watch these kids suffer."

You know what, dreamy lil' teen dreamer? I -am- imagining all those damp skinny ties with you, and the shitty dripping hair products and the raging acne. But where you stop with the OhMySpacers and their pseudo-swoons, I continue into a blue scrim of fog lifting and The Cure on a stage surrounded by a 100-foot-high-and-wide ribcage, dedicating an 18-minute long version of "Icing Sugar" to me, complete with a videoscreen (where a heart would be) that loops a film of treehouses bursting into white flames and Russian soliders marching off a cliff in rows of 10 at a time like chess pieces swept from a shelf. There are wet, ripped silk banners made from hot-air balloons. There is the smell of honeysuckle crushed under a tire. The PA crackles: "Erm, we're not quite getting the mood down...[Whitepigeon], care to join us on stage, luv?" And I have to go up and dance -with the song- for everyone, except it's not stupid, it's amazing, and I do 32 pirouettes and they show it on the videoscreen-heart and mass. real. rapture. erupts. Suddenly, everyone falls in complete love instantly and the blue fog wraps its fingers around our bare necks and Goes for the Jugular, and it's The Dance and The Cure and The Fierce Trueness and Trembling Real Sound and ?are you in or are you out? and look, a Right Now is born, the space between the door and the hall, a waking dream with a field of hearts at the soft and raw spinning center.

In short(er), maybe you can go to sleep and try out a bigger dream, teen snarls.

fell on 2004-06-29 at 7:56 p.m.

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