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-sigh- I honestly never thought I'd see this band. I mean... they're British. And while they're not exactly small, I've never run across anyone who's much into their music, aside from the friend who introduced me to them. But I happened to be at Detroit Cobras show (anyone? anyone?) a couple weekends ago (at a venue I'd never been to before, mind you) and saw a poster of their new album. How's that for.... er... some kind of coincidence? As is the case with most bands I fall for, their newest stuff is a fluffy disappointment. But I'm hoping they'll already be bored with it and give me a throwback or twenty. Oh that mellow, melancholy British folkish perfume... -sigh-

I guess I had nothing else very positive to say tonight before I head out to see Michel Gondry's "Science of Sleep". I mostly feel like ranting for two seconds about how ridiculous a very small minority of people on this site are. No offense, y'all, but if I sound like I'm flirting with you... it's just what most of us know as "normal internet protocol." I'm not gonna steal your girl. I'm not gonna run off with someone I've never met from the other side of the country with her own happy (really? you think so?) family to start a new life. Goodness! Can you believe that? Funniest part was: I didn't think about that annoying paranoid accusation all day until I popped back on here tonight, but I am almost certain the accusator got a hefty head-start on an ulcer. Okay, rant over.

Ah, much better. Now I'm going to go about enjoying real life.

For those of you interesting, intelligent, non-dillusional people out there... I'll post something that'll actually make you think soon. One more good brain-scratcher before I leave this site, I promise!