DIE(T)
This blog is about music and bitchin MAINLY. But there are other gorjus aspects to my lifestyle that i know you’re all hungry to devour. SO in case any music aggregation sites have a pop about me going a bit freestyle, here’s some musak to listen to whilst you read about my quest to become a fckn pro-anna skeleton like my hero Chloe Mafia (see above)
The mix is a live recording of fresh audio-Calpol courtesy of my favourite producer Clams Casino performing at SOM last year. Recorded off the boards direct to Ableton, and mastered by Zachg. You can download it and keep it 4ever here: http://www.mediafire.com/?9nb63w053z5mwn1
So soundtrack aside. As you know I’m a slut for an experiment, so myself and an actual respectable member of the community @TheJoeHarland have decided to embark on a novelty calendar of cruel food based punishment with novelty themes. We’ve Googled the stupidest diets that celebrities have abused to lose 13 stone in 3 weeks (shout out to Beyonce and the cayenne pepper spesh, that’s on the hit list) and we’ll be dabbling with one each month to see how cranky we can make our work place, how bad our breath gets, how fluro our piss turns, how skeletal our frames become and how annoying we get before we quit (i estimate 3.5 weeks for me) I’m hoping to get thinner than that one time I had scarlet fever, got paranoid and anxious from scratching a rash all day, snorted pro-plus as a treat and spent all of my wages on luxury bottled water.
We’re starting easy with this: The Banana Diet (made famous by some dumb bitch in Japan) ”You start with a banana, as many as you want, for breakfast, with warm water. You don’t have anything until lunch. You have a basic lunch, which can be anything you want, even pizza and fries. Then (in mid-afternoon), you can have a snack, which can even be a sweet. Then dinner, which can be anything you want. It has to be before 8 p.m. Nothing after dinner, including sweets. Then, you have to go to bed before midnight.”
I’ll probably have to stop binge eating peanut m&m’s at 3am in bed whilst streaming New Girl and trying to decide if Zooey Deschanel will ever be fuckable again.
