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Favorite Record is a mid Fall Out Boy song but it's my favorite thing they've ever made. here's why:
the verses ARE boring and repetitive, though I like the Rancid and Danzig references because they're specific and break the 4th wall. Fave is self aware. it is a song that fondly describes dancing to other songs. Fave wants to capture memories as vividly as the music it shouts out.
"I'll spin for you like your favorite records used to" is the sweetest and most morbid thing I've ever heard. we too will become obsolete like those record but I'll be what you have now, I'll carry their legacy, I'll grow old with you and your beloved tunes. also there's something intimate and possibly sexual about this line and I love how that interpretation coexists w the sweetness and morbidity
this is the one single FOB song that isn't gilded with rage or snark or profound sadness. it's just joy. the relationship Fave describes might be platonic or romantic. it has failed before but it's perfect now on this sunset drive, dancing to beloved tunes and screaming your hearts out. god.
Favorite Record achieves exactly what it hopes to achieve. it captures a glittering moment in time. it's untouchable.
black tea mold!!! so soft ...
k but decomposition is so fucking tender though. all these different creatures gather 'round the body and take what they need, beasts sipping from the same watering hole. not a shred of skin teeth blood bone wasted. that which no one claims returns to the dirt. every inch of you is held. you become a vital part of so many current and future beings. decay is a homecoming and a maiden voyage and the most decadent, velvety rest. can't believe I get to lie down someday and be so well loved that I transcend bodily form.
hey wtf is going on w build-a-bear it's like baby's first taxidermy?? pick out organs for your new friend who you're making. this creature created with love so that it may love you. Dr. Frankenstein but wholesome. Frankenstein's monster treated right. tender guts. tender guts. tender guts.
the urge to talk about decay at work
"death is the end of life and I like living so I will spend my life fearing and resenting death" what if I told you that you die a little all the time? 200,000,000 skin cells every hour, gone (source)? that each new thing you learn about the world replaces the old version of How Things Are with a fresh one?
"love feels warm and makes me happy so I will spend my life chasing it" what if I told you love asks you to choose? to weigh infinite possible lives against one another? to peel off old versions of you like cicada shells as you become the selves you can only become alongside the people you love?
what if death is a kind of love. are you now less scared of death? more careful with love?
gentler with both?
mushrooms are jellyfish of the land