Off the Shelf

Listening

I’m back to listening to quality music, after my half a week of binging on Britney. Death Cab is mostly the playlist for this week. I hate when people are like “Oh, I love Death Cab for Cutie!” when they’ve only heard like one song. I own every single track that Ben Gibbard has anything to do with, including his personal band the Postal Service. Here’s a foolproof way to weed out posers and the fake-fans:

1.      Have you heard of I Will Follow you Into the Dark? Yes? Good. How about Bixby Canyon Bridge? No Sunlight? Marching Bands of Manhattan? Pity and Fear? No? That’s a shame.

2.      Who is Ben Gibbard? WRONG. Sorry, he’s the lead singer and writer of all Death Cab songs.

3.      Who’s Death Cab? Seriously? Oh…you got confused because I didn’t have the words “for Cutie” after it.

After administering all of these tests and realizing that most likely Death Cab’s “biggest fan” isn’t a fan at all, sigh and shake your head a bunch so they know you’re disappointed.

Reading

I’m honestly the least romantic person I know, I’d rather hang out with friends than go on a date, I don’t ever want to get married, and I don’t really believe true love is a thing. Of course, I have almost no experience and can (and probably will) accept that I’m wrong at some point in my life. But when I read Pride and Prejudice I forget all my cynical thoughts and fall in love with Mr. Darcy. In “You’ve got Mail” Meg Ryan’s character talks about Pride and prejudice and how she gets caught up in the language (“with words like thither”) and how she’s “always in agony about whether Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy will get together” no matter how many times she reads it. I’m that way. Every time I start it I think they’re too different! There’s no way! She might as well of married Mr. Collins! Why won’t she just kiss him already! But then I get goose bumps when they finally end up together (I’ve read this a few times and don’t get tired of it).I get furious when Mr. Wickham is revealed for what he truly is. I get so excited for Jane when Mr. Bingley returns to ask her to marry him. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of Pride and Prejudice; it let’s me take a break from my pessimistic attitude and enjoy a good love story.