The beast

It was a day like any other day. I took the 20.14 northbound train after work. It was a few minutes late – as it usually is. I walked home, it was windy. A bit windier than I wished it had been. I was looking forward to have chick peas and watch some trashy TV show.

I sat on my bed – the trashy TV couldn’t wait for the peas – and there I saw her. A huge spider looking at me, lazying around on my bed like its her home turf, stretching her long hairy legs at me.

So what did I do? I screamed and knocked on my housemate’s door and got her to remove the beast. It was ridiculous, I was on the verge of crying, I kept shouting “she’s so fat, she’s so hairy, I bet she had babies in here”.

Now a few days after the home invasion incident, I realise I have a problem. I can’t keep being scared of spider – to be fair, I’m scared of most living creatures – I need to be independent and be able to get rid of my own spiders; but I don’t think this will ever happen. I am indeed still convinced the eight-legged monster has left some babies behind and probably came with friends.

So to take my mind off of this beast, here is Karen O‘s Beast. It’s our of her 2014 lo-fi album Crush Songs. If you are not yet convince by lo-fi, you should definitely let this one convince you: it’s a bunch of love songs and the whole affair is wrapped up in under 20 minutes – so lovely melodies and not too much of a commitment, sounds perfect to me.