because two days didn't quite kill us dead, they've kindly added a third. if i were a meteorologically betting girl, i'd say the odds are pretty high that they'll be the three most insufferably hot days ever experienced and endured in the lives of any and all human beings who have ever lived in this universe or any as yet unidentified solar systems beyond. we will now spend the next four months vacillating- to pitch or no?
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kindly stow your vacillation, missy. we're so there and you know it.
if only that dream lineup of "people who have been here before" had in reality been the lineup of "people who are going to be here this year." such a shattering blow.
that girl will be the death of me, i swear. nothing but love, but just plain fact.
but wasn't it glorious while it lasted? for a moment, the $45 concert of our dreams was within our grasp.
for me, and my late email reading ways, it lasted about a minute and a half. but a glorious 90 seconds nonetheless.
now go download Menomena's "Muscle'n'Flo", listen to it a few times and bask in the sonic glory. if you dig it i'll lend you the rest of the disc, with Malajube ta boot.
will do, pirate. promise i'll hit you up with the new bright eyes in return come april.
developed any thoughts on neon bible yet?
piiiiiiiiirate.
it is done.
go find your fanny pack.
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