Britney Tweets 2007: Ep. 1

if… IF I were to blinkk this I would probably say…

because if ifs and ands were pots and pans there’d be no betta work for tinker’s hands, because pink wigs birthed millennial whiplash, because it’s the rhyme behind seasonal reason, because you’re not B and will never see it her way… because Britney didn’t have Twitter in 2007, because the traphaus was birthed in the wake of Kevin, because Miss Spears will remain the bad bxxch you’ll never know, because they shouldn’t have let her blackout the ‘net #work: nouveau decided to put on a show #luckystarswipgolden

because she continues to be the original doll

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What If Britney Spears Had Twitter in 2007?  #QuestionsThatThusAnswers

 

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#andscene: ep. 2.17.27

mood: the standard sunrise with #sbstn

ring: warm smell of colitas rising up through the air. up ahead in the distance, i saw a shimmering light … welcome to the hotel california… such a lovely place, such a lovely face, plenty of room at the hotel california… any time of year, you can find it here…


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Vinyl Cut Prose: The Hills Are Alive… with the sound of muses

I riffed on The Sound of Music tribute at The 87th Annual Academy Awards Ceremony for ten minutes and twenty-eight seconds: this is the verbatim transcription…

So it would seem the hills are alive with the sound of music… the Hollywood Hills to be exact, this night, this beautiful night, Oscar Sunday… and amidst all of the flashing lights, Mother Monster, the pop mistress, the matriarch of music on behalf of a flailing industry – thought to be dead thought to be gone, thought to be sold out – rose to the occasion only to prove that all the charlatans were dead wrong.

Music is that which cements the experience of any moment, that auditory moment where those aural architects, as I said before, are able to manipulate the invisible… to be able to tap into those currents and those frequencies that you cannot see, but that you can feel stronger than any other sensory experience you’ve ever felt before… when you close your eyes, and you can feel your heart beat. When you close your eyes, and you can feel the goosebumps rising; when you can feel that ugly duckling becoming that beautiful swan, rising above it all because it found the rhythm, and it could never fall – it would falter – but never off that cliff never to never be seen again…

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#andscene: ep. 1.31.27

mood: i go out on friday night, and i come home on saturday morning…

ring: see back then then if you had a car you were the chi town version of baby… one of the reasons i looked up to him crazy… he told me don’t rush to get grown, drive slow… wood grain oak, i’m riding on vogues, my cylinder quiet, like tip toes… need to pump your breaks and #drive slow…


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Low-Fi Reverb: Tune in, Turn On, Tap Pop #getlifted

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