I listened to the iTunes samples of Mothertongue, which, though of a dissimilar genre, immediately refreshed childhood memories of listening to a terrifying vinyl record of electronic music from the 1970’s my father owned. It had a scary picture of a dancing man-bull on the album cover.
That this vivid flashback was evoked by a taste of Mothertongue is not necessarily a bad thing.
But I think Speaks Volumes is a bit more my pace.
]]>I expect to enjoy watching you work on the 23rd. I asked a guy to come with me who has since fallen wildly in love with someone else. So now I’ve got this ticket….
]]>My Uncle Nookie played that number whenever he played the numbers, which was frequently. So I’m feeling lucky.
My wife and I have tickets for the New York installment of the tour. We do not anticipate need of a refund.
]]>I’m an oboist. We can be a bit nerdy that way. And more.
Sorry.
]]>Ya know? 😉
Now it wasn’t me that wrote that rotten comment.
Of course if you want to send me $$ anyway, I could still send you my routing number.
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