i want a new blog.
I want a new blog. I want a blog where I can post all music related things. I'd just use this blog and write that here, but I think that would quickly drown out all the other interesting posts I write. And we know they're very important, so I won't do that.
No, I won't tell you how awesome New Black was last night. I won't show you the great pictures I took of them. I won't let you know how completely in love with Rachel (the keyboardist) I am. You'll never get to hear about how I jumped around and danced and lost myself in the moment, something that rarely happens anymore, either because I'm too busy taking pictures or because I've been to too many concerts. You'll just never know about this band, and that'll be a shame.
(Ed. note: This post has absolutely nothing to do with Huey Lewis' 1983 album "Sports." Just in case you thought it did.)
listening to: new black, duh.
in my sink: a plate.
No, I won't tell you how awesome New Black was last night. I won't show you the great pictures I took of them. I won't let you know how completely in love with Rachel (the keyboardist) I am. You'll never get to hear about how I jumped around and danced and lost myself in the moment, something that rarely happens anymore, either because I'm too busy taking pictures or because I've been to too many concerts. You'll just never know about this band, and that'll be a shame.
(Ed. note: This post has absolutely nothing to do with Huey Lewis' 1983 album "Sports." Just in case you thought it did.)
listening to: new black, duh.
in my sink: a plate.
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