Okay, happy post to counter act my unbearably difficult last post.
(By the way for those who asked, the kittens name was at the top, it was Heldig, Nordic for Lucky. I guess I named it prematurely eh?)
Ages ago some of you may remember a small little enormous festival called Oxegen. Well I was going back through old Bebo emails and I found one that I sent to a friend who was trying to convince me to go with her and her friends to it. She happens to know, God only knows how she found out, the three women that I would normally traverse the stars to meet in person.
Those being (in no order)
Sarah Neufeld (Violinist - Arcade Fire)
Kari Byron (Artist and Mythbuster)
Avril Lavigne (Power Pop-Tart)
Well it turned out that, regardless of it being a rock and, to some extent, dance festival, she was scheduled on the main stage for one of the nights. (for those that don't know, Oxegen is a two day music festival with about 18,000 stages and 10 times as many acts. You rarely get to see what you want to see). Her argument was that the Pop-Tart herself, Miss Lavigne, would be there and she knows how much I like her.
***Disclaimer: I have the hots for Avril Lavigne ever since the song Complicated came out. I couldn't give a flying rats decomposing left ass cheek about her music despite knowing the words to many of them. Except for Girlfriend which I consider melodic genius and a musical triumph. That feeling has nothing to do with the associated video in which there are technically three of her.***
Anyway, I got rather riled up about this attempt to sway me and wrote this in response. I would've elaborated more but there was a character limit on the mail thingy so I couldn't.
Yeah I heard Avril's playing Witness (I refuse to call it the other name) but I'm not really all that willing to pay 190 or whatever exorbatent price it is now to sit in a field of mud for two days drinking overpriced beer out of plastic cups surrounded by tired/drunk/stoned/dirty/tripping/underage people downwind of a hole being used as an impromtu toilet while either being rained quite heavily upon or being subjected to induced sunstroke and listening to poorly amplified music from a distance that is neither audibly pleasing nor physically comfortable just so I can have a 40 minute distant glimpse of a five-foot-nothing power-pop star from canada shouting at a bunch of barely dressed unsupervised jailbait in the pit who will no doubt regret what happens in the tent that night with their "soul mate".
It apparently got stumbled upon by some radio presenter who read it out and deemed it "Rant of the Summer" recently.
(By the way for those who asked, the kittens name was at the top, it was Heldig, Nordic for Lucky. I guess I named it prematurely eh?)
Ages ago some of you may remember a small little enormous festival called Oxegen. Well I was going back through old Bebo emails and I found one that I sent to a friend who was trying to convince me to go with her and her friends to it. She happens to know, God only knows how she found out, the three women that I would normally traverse the stars to meet in person.
Those being (in no order)
Sarah Neufeld (Violinist - Arcade Fire)
Kari Byron (Artist and Mythbuster)
Avril Lavigne (Power Pop-Tart)
Well it turned out that, regardless of it being a rock and, to some extent, dance festival, she was scheduled on the main stage for one of the nights. (for those that don't know, Oxegen is a two day music festival with about 18,000 stages and 10 times as many acts. You rarely get to see what you want to see). Her argument was that the Pop-Tart herself, Miss Lavigne, would be there and she knows how much I like her.
***Disclaimer: I have the hots for Avril Lavigne ever since the song Complicated came out. I couldn't give a flying rats decomposing left ass cheek about her music despite knowing the words to many of them. Except for Girlfriend which I consider melodic genius and a musical triumph. That feeling has nothing to do with the associated video in which there are technically three of her.***
Anyway, I got rather riled up about this attempt to sway me and wrote this in response. I would've elaborated more but there was a character limit on the mail thingy so I couldn't.
Yeah I heard Avril's playing Witness (I refuse to call it the other name) but I'm not really all that willing to pay 190 or whatever exorbatent price it is now to sit in a field of mud for two days drinking overpriced beer out of plastic cups surrounded by tired/drunk/stoned/dirty/tripping/underage people downwind of a hole being used as an impromtu toilet while either being rained quite heavily upon or being subjected to induced sunstroke and listening to poorly amplified music from a distance that is neither audibly pleasing nor physically comfortable just so I can have a 40 minute distant glimpse of a five-foot-nothing power-pop star from canada shouting at a bunch of barely dressed unsupervised jailbait in the pit who will no doubt regret what happens in the tent that night with their "soul mate".
It apparently got stumbled upon by some radio presenter who read it out and deemed it "Rant of the Summer" recently.
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