Normandy - "Kentucky Isolation"
I see great banners, or great pillars, or great lights. I see a mansion alone, no faces or bodies, but their presence implied, suggested, they could be four damn stories tall, who knows?
This song blares at whatever volume you set it. It doesn't wear a seatbelt. It's like writing an exam you know you've failed; it's oddly satisfying. It's just got some good vibrations in it, that's all. [MySpace]
I never lived in a dorm. I also never went to summer camp, which I imagine is similar, except one of those has sex, the other, awkward sex. This may not be the "freshest" thing ever, but his eminemulating isn't forced, you see, it's just getting started. He's still in residence, for Pete's sake, let him get his footing! His self-conscious limpy strut, his elaborate geek-rhyming (Ween! Tatooine!) and his scheming smirk are all very precise and deliberate. Like going as "the life of the party" for halloween. [buy]