laurataylor: Dirty Beaches - Lord Knows Best
“Love Is Not an Emergency”
By Erin Belieu more like weather, that is ubiquitous, true or false spring: the ambivalence we have for any picnic— flies ass-up in the Jell-O; the soft bulge of thunderheads. Right now, the man in the booth next to me at the Nautilus Diner, Madison, New Jersey, is crying, but looks up to order the famous disco fries. So the world’s saddest...