Paul baribeau my autobiography in 5 days
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maybe move to a new town
feel like it's time to
at least try to settle down
feeling totally bummed out
spend a week at a friend's house
got too much to try to figure out
if inom knew what was wrong
i would tell you
honest inom would tell you
honest inom would
honest inom would
over and over in my mind
get to the end hit the rewind
but it's hard not to feel like
i'm just wasting my time
if i'm holding out on you
well, it's not like i meant to
just because i never try
doesn't mean that inom can't lose
if i knew what was wrong
i would tell you
honest i would tell you
honest i would
honest i would
i'm not sure if it matters
not sure if inom care that it matters
i'm not sure if it matters
not sure if inom care
listen if i knew what was wrong
i would tell you
honest i would tell you
honest if inom knew what was wrong
i would tell you
honest inom would tell you
honest inom would
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What I learnt from youth films
Look who it is. I actually wrote this at the end of and forgot to post it. Did I really forget or was I too afraid to show myself so much to the four people who will read this? I guess we shall never know. I have actually been writing a lot, but nothing is out yet except for an article on Miley Cyrus’s Black Mirror episode that I will happily send you if you ask nicely.
So I’ve been thinking about bedrooms in teen films a lot (as one does) and I’ve come to the conclusion that there are two different kinds of teen rooms: the extremely curated and the stratified ones. While the extremely curated ones look like a trendy time capsule for whatever was in when the film was made, the stratified ones look like layers of sediment that incorporate the owner’s past. Curated rooms look like a who’s-who of s pop culture in Ferris Bueller’s Day Off or like a late s Pinterest board in To All the Boys I Loved Before. Stratified rooms retain remnants of
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Paul Baribeau
Paul Baribeau
Review Summary: Paul Baribeau's self-titled debut album firmly establishes himself as the leader of the pack in modern folk music.
Who the hell is Paul Baribeau? Simply put, he's a guy from Michigan who can kinda play guitar and has no singing talent whatsoever. This is the description that I was given when a friend loaned me his discography including his self-titled debut and his follow-up, "Grand Ledge". After such a sub-par description, I figured maybe my friend was under-exaggerating the music. How could a mediocre guitar player who's singing ***ty songs have become my friends' new favorite artist? Well, after listening to his entire collection, I agree totally with my buddy; Paul Baribeau is an alright guitar player, a God awful singer, and the greatest folk singer since Bob Dylan (and I'm not exaggerating one bit). For this review, I look at his self-titled debut, which was written, recorded, and produced all in one night.
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