27 lutego 2007
Not Sure What to Make of That
Driving back from Phoenix, I managed to pick up KLPX somewhere North of Casa Grande. "Cuts Like a Knife" by Bryan Adams came on. I knew the words. No, not just the "Na na na na na na na na na na, Cuts Like a Knife!" part, but the whole thing: verse, chorus...no bridge, but I knew that there wasn't one...
This is very disturbing. I am in great danger of losing my indie cred.
Hasta la proxima. Do zobaczenia.
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Well Tedski, of the fact that this happened, I'd make nothing more thatn that you were a teenager with MTV (or Night Tracks) in the mid-80'S....
Of the fact that you have posted this on your blog, I'd make either that you (unconsciously, perhaps) wish to open a discourse on the theoretical tools topics of retro,irony and just plain "suck" OR perhaps we should put you on my psychoanalyst's couch and explore your real relationship with Bryan Addams...."Tell me about your childhood..."
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Of the fact that you have posted this on your blog, I'd make either that you (unconsciously, perhaps) wish to open a discourse on the theoretical tools topics of retro,irony and just plain "suck" OR perhaps we should put you on my psychoanalyst's couch and explore your real relationship with Bryan Addams...."Tell me about your childhood..."
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: środa, marca 07, 2007 11:44:00 AM
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