Loveseat

by Minor Constellations

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released 14 February 2010

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tags: pop dean engle folk hudson valley indie loveseat minor constellations pop poughkeepsie responsible records twee ukulele New Paltz

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Track Name: Travolta
I knew a girl who looked unfortunately similar to John Travolta. I didn't know her well, but I could tell that when she was older she'd be subjected to an intolerable number of Danny Zuko impressions. I hope she takes it in stride and doesn't find it too offensive. If she were a guy it would be okay, instead she looks like Johnny as the mother in "Hairspray." I hope she likes the Bee Gees because everybody sings "Saturday Night Fever" when they see her on the street. John Travolta is a handsome guy, but I can't say much for his feminine side. It's really too bad. She's a nice girl, besides this condition. The only dates she gets are with guys who really like "Pulp Fiction." I know it can't happen because her parents are both Anglo-Saxon, but it'd be a whole lot cooler if she looked like Samuel L. Jackson.
Track Name: China
Your parents really don't like me because I'm not Chinese. All of that could have been forgiven, if only I'd gone to an Ivy League. But I will never be Chinese. Damn my European ancestry. The one thing I can't change is the one thing that you need. My pale white blood is keeping you from me. Your parents can't get past the fact that my relatives weren't born on their continent. I like to imagine I'd be met with elation, if I had merely been born Asian. But I will never be Chinese. Damn my European ancestry. The one thing I can't change is the one thing that you need. My pale white blood is keeping you from me. We might have to eat rocks at Dim Sum, because I'll never make half of your father's income. But it's the twenty-first century and you say you don't care that I'm not Chinese. You don't really mind that I'm not Chinese.
Track Name: AC
I went to your house and you answered the door wearing nothing but your underwear. After an hour of silent television viewing, I asked the obvious question. "What are you doing?" You said, "It's simple, really, I just don't have any air conditioning." I said, "A lot of people don't have air conditioning and that doesn't automatically permit them to walk around without clothing." You said, "Why would I cool myself today if I'm just going to be hot again tomorrow?" I said, "I think you're hot all the time." Yeah, it didn't sound any better when I said it in person. You said, "I was going to put on some clothes, but I realized just you were coming over." That would have been a really awesome statement if you removed the word "just" directly preceding the phrase "you coming over." I'm starting to think you don't see me as a viable romantic option, but if this is how you choose to express that opinion, well, I'm not going to ask you to stop it.
Track Name: Stalin
I saw you in the library. You were the only girl not wearing headphones. Your eyes were focused on a book in your lap. It was The Communist Manifesto. I know a little about Marx and Engels so I walked over to you and I asked if you were single. I said I liked your shirt with the hammer and the sickle. You started to smile a little. We discussed our philosophies, but I still couldn't tell if you were into me. Then you talked about Stalin, and I could tell, that I was falling for you. I hope you don't think that I'm rushing too fast, it's just that I think we could be more than comrades. If you're not busy later on, my friend's having a party back at his apartment. You started wringing your hands, getting nervous, you hoped I'd understand. I was a nice guy and all, but there's no room for love, in your five year plan.
Track Name: Scientists
Someone with a low voice is talking on your television and I hope his solemn voice doesn't influence your decision. The unconscious is dangerous at a time like this. Call me Sigmund Freud, I've been trying to avoid asking if you love me for such a long time. Psychoanalysis seems pretty pointless. I can predict your answer from your angry squinted eyes. Call me Thomas Edison, the only light I can shed on the situation is hopelessly artificial. I've been imagining feelings in your heart that you've never mentioned. They're of my own invention. My margin of error seems to have been extreme. You've disproved all of my hypotheses. I followed the procedure meticulously and I've come to the conclusion that you'll never be with me. Call me Charles Darwin, the evolution of this problem has become so complicated. Really, I just want to stop it. It's survival of the suavest and we're of different species, never meant to mingle. Darling, I bequeath thee to some fitter being. Scientists can easily explain why whenever you're around my heart feels light. Love is just a chemical reaction, but that won't help me sleep tonight.
Track Name: Four
Monogamy is romantic, but not so realistic while we're living in a world with three billion women in it. But I'd come to enjoy our exclusivity, until I discovered you're dating three guys besides me. I just don't understand how I never saw the evidence. Surely there would be some sign of quadruple male benevolence. You're a sneaky actress and horribly morally lenient. You can't do basic math, but you're a certain kind of genius. I'm starting to see why your time for me was always limited. Your four way social calendar was inherently inhibited. Foolishly I thought that you were playing hard to get, but really you just kicked me out so you could use the bed. I seem to have been entered in some masculine feud between myself and three mystery dudes. That's okay, I'll let them win because it looks like these guys have been hitting the gym. If I have to be one of many loves, I can handle the deception and the lies. But if I can't be your only love. At least cheat on me with someone who's my own size.