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Best-Of-Craigslist: “Teach Me How To Kiss”
Usually, we let the postings from best-of-craigslist that we reprint here speak for themselves. But this one really demands a close reading:
1. “I need a guy to teach me how to kiss.”
Um, no, you don’t. Cuz the thing is, guys in general rank way down on the list of “Great Teachers of the Art of Make-Outage,” behind “Neve Campbell and Denise Richards in Wild Things,” “your favorite stuffed animal,” and “horny Shih-Tzus.” If you really want to learn how to kiss, go to a bar and buy two shots of Patrón, one for you, and one for some slutty-looking drunk chick who you’ll soon be playing tonsil hockey with until she passes out and/or throws up in her purse.
2. “Ideally, it shouldn’t last longer than five minutes, seeing as how most guys creep me the fuck out.”
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ROCK OF ASIAN: The Little Ones
It’s hard not to fall hard for The Little Ones, a band of boys that share our hometown and seem sweet as ice cream. We hear soft musings à la Deathcab (like, in its 2.o state, not Stability EP-style) with an almost Mamas and Papas-esque, folksy group vibe, all made more interesting by the occasional dabble in new wavey, maybe Psychadelic Furs-y, texture.
That is not to strip anything away from the identity The Little Ones themselves, who have a singular appeal and a welcome, warm, fresh sensibility. They’re like a glass of lemonade on a icky-hot day, a soft kiss on the lips at the end of a slow dance, a long walk in the middle of a 9-5 afternoon. Simply put, they make us happy. And in times like these, that ain’t no little feat.
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Thanks, Henri!
Filed under: Angelenos, Kissing Rules, Lemonade, Making Everyone Happy, Sweet Boys Are Rare, The Little Ones
