I'm sitting in my room playing Rad Racer on my Nintendo.

I think I'm doomed to be a virgin for the rest of my years.

So last night I decided that French House/Electro was my new religion.

The Robots of Daft Punk are my Gods.

I praise the saints of the Paris Terror Club.

I worship the prophets of Justice.

www.myspace.com/killtowin


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Life is intense.

Lord knows I try.

FUCK MASHED POTATOES

NO MORE FEDORAS.

At some point in the middle of me spinning tracks on our DJ equipment (housed at Jon's place, since I have all the production tools), I had a revelation.

I realized quite suddenly that I've quit my search for affectionate love (i.e a girlfriend).

I thought of this whole summer, all of spring, and a good portion of fall; and I thought of all the times ( Read more... )

Get a clue.

The next big thing in the electro-bootymusic-discoshit scene:

KILL TO WIN

Catch on before it's too late and you end up looking dumb.

Add them.

New Mashup:

SPANK ROCK VS. MYLO
Rick Rubin in My Arms

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