first they drop the bass. then they pickitup-pickitup-pickitup!
If you’re like me and it doesn’t feel like a really successful Sunday unless tears of joy burst out of your body, consider this Sunday a SUCCESS!
Little Miss Sunshine (2006)
Jonathan Dayton, Valerie Faris
"Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin can openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life … But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life: I chose something else. And the reasons? There are no reasons."
Ever wonder what goes on in the mysterious jungles of Puerto Rico? Punk rock on crack is what’s up and your ears are just begging for it. Wetting panties since 2008, Campo-Formio is a power-trio that has established itself as one of the most well-known and respected bands of the indie scene here in Puerto Rico. With 4 small EPs and a very-recently released full album, you’re in for a tasty treat.
Seriously, listen to this shit.
Y cómo será el final?