Desire
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Desire is a recurring music project in the Collected Agenda archive, appearing 2 times across 2 issues between February 10, 2025 and September 17, 2025. The archive places it in contexts such as “New album by Desire today”; “B2B Los Angela, Desire, and Johnny Jewel”. It most often appears alongside KGB, Parent Company, 1301PE.
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- Category: Music
- Mention count: 2
- Issue count: 2
- First seen: February 10, 2025
- Last seen: September 17, 2025
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Related Pages
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- KGB (2 shared issues)
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- Parent Company (2 shared issues)
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- 1301PE (1 shared issues)
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- 131 Chrystie St (1 shared issues)
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- Aamina Khan (1 shared issues)
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- Adoration of the Magi (1 shared issues)
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- Ahmed (1 shared issues)
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- Alamo Drafthouse Cinema (1 shared issues)
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- Alex Arthur (1 shared issues)
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- Alexa Dark (1 shared issues)
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- Allegory of Painting (1 shared issues)
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- Almine Rech (1 shared issues)
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Recovered passages from the original issue text. When the raw archive preserved outbound links inside the source passage, they are listed directly under the quote.
Wednesday, February 5 Deep familiarity is many different things at many different moments, I am told today. I kind of disagree. I think there is a core of things. Actually, I really disagree. I really think that there is a core of things. New album by Desire today. New dress on my doorstep. I wake up in an apartment that is briefly all mine. Where were you a year ago today, my friends were asking at dinner yesterday. It's a reasonably interesting thing to consider. I like it best when a year ago feels very distant. Me - I was at KGB Bar. A stranger took the photo. I look very morose. In my memory I was very nervous, and also, I was very pleased. On a walk, trying to write, trying to pour out the sludge, seeking clarity - "I do not feel like writing a whole fucking retrospective every time I try to journal," I write. I am sorry all my details seem crude today. Rules for solitude are - pace in circles, pace on the treadmill, do not be combative in conversation with strangers, do not eavesdrop, sometimes you will not like what you hear. They are talking about murder suicide at pilates, the girl at pilates owned an animal shelter and her star employee murder suicided himself and his girlfriend. You know that cute blonde blogger, she is saying. She was the girlfriend. The guy seemed nice. You never know. Rules for solitude are do not listen to these things, stop listening to these things, you’re going to freak out if you keep on listening to these things. Later, I'm only here to pick up a phone charger, but there's a whole wall of people reading poems about bitter cynicism in this conference room. I apologize for my bitter cynicism, the woman reading is saying, and I hate being in these buildings after dark, I hate the corporate flair to these things. Powerade Zero on the desks. I would like to go lurk in a Chinatown basement. I would like to write an Alt Lit Novel. I would like to be very, very rude. "Would you like to read a list of people who have been censored," a woman at this strange event asks me. "Have you seen a phone charger?" I ask the women. "Now is not the time to be nihilistic," Madelyn’s friend told her yesterday, and I’m not nihilistic, and I'm sorry, and I'm really sorry, and I really really really need to leave now. Thursday, February 6 Ice and snow over my glass house this morning. I heard the sharp rain in the night. I am not surprised it froze over. I am enjoying waking up with - nowhere to go, no one to see. I wouldn't enjoy it for long, but it’s not too bad for now. Walking through this empty apartment and the only sound is me, and then ice falling off the roof overhead. It’s not a big deal, really, and I'm acting a little delusional and insane about the weight of it all, but it's just that I have never done this before - woken up in a building with no one to greet me. And I have tucked my phone far away so that the solitude can feel more complete. And I have cleaned the apartment, top to bottom. I've wrapped an old scarf all around my face and then I've gone for a walk - no matter that the streets are frozen. I do like the ice. I'm sorry. I do. I hope it lasts. The night is swirling and nice. I forgot to take note. Friday, February 7 My parents are here, and I am glowing with the happiness of it. Start the day slowly. I’ve become a bit reckless. I’ll do the dishes. I’ll take out the trash. Intrinsically sloppy, and I wish I wasn’t. When left to my own devices, a descent into chaos is not entirely inevitable. WHAT YOU SHOULD DO Monday, February 10 From 7pm - 9pm at Virginia’s — Date Time thinks it’s not too late to find a valentine. The three girls behind a new Feed Me featured speed dating endeavor present their second event, featuring two 45 min rounds of mingling. - “Everyone meets everyone, so get ready to meet a lover, a friend, or perhaps an enemy.” $5 ticket required for entry (proceeds to Direct Relief in LA), and 1 drink minimum to date.
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From 7pm at Heart House — Maya Man presents I'm a Lover at HEART. The evening will feature FITYMI book launch (ft poems written with generative output by Terry Nguyen), readings, treats, and the presentation of Girl Crush: a screening of video and software-based work by fourteen artists engaging with themes of femininity, desire, and how admiration is mediated by our screens.
Inline links: Maya Man, I'm a Lover at HEART
From 11pm - late at Baby’s All Right — PARTY GIRLS NEVER DIE hosts an official after party with B2B Los Angela, Desire, and Johnny Jewel. | RSVP here.