My iPod is indie-tastic and I get exactly no action.
I had Dear Science three days before it dropped. Want my number? Don't you read THE CRIMSON?
The Crimson persists in torturing Harvard’s most underprivileged minority: people who have good taste in things. For one glorious moment, I had a dream that my datability would be judged not by the appearance of my ass in jeans, but by the content of my iTunes… and then I remembered that the last time I tried to get away with playing an indie mix in a large Harvard social gathering I was actually boo-ed.
Also when was it that we were all stealing one another’s iPods to judge indie-ness without talking to one another? Was it at Yard Fest during GAVIN DEGRAW or JOEY DEGRAW?




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