It's going to be a long week. School, work, concerts (nine inch nails and bat for lashes) kidsitting my nephews, more work, homework, bills... Being an adult really blows sometimes. I just want to swing on the rings, play handball, and eat paste.
Here's who I'm seeing tomorrow.. good music + great company = sweet dreams.
these are the things that are on my mind....
It is as it was.
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We watched her for 2 or 3 songs on Saturday in between Mastodon and TV on the Radio, and she didn't do it for me. Maybe if I wrote for Pitchfork I would have been writhing around in ecstasy
You speak blasphemy. You would have loved tonight, maybe it was the outdoors that didnt do them justice... Seriously, amazing.
Could be, she was on the smallest stage. It just sounded like music to me, not bad but nothing special.
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