Guilty Pleasures
Dear Inigo,
You suck. I've been trying to sway The Thing to the Dave Matthews side for over a year now and how do you help? By making him a cd of the most god awful music known to man. I love Dave; he rocks. But I am honest enough to know that not every song he ever did rocked and that he sucks live. So on top of not picking the cream of the song crop, you just had to make sure every single song you picked to share was a live one to boot, eh?
While I totally realize you could snap me like a twig with 3/4 of your body tied behind your back, this is my blog so you're just going to have to take your lumps like everyone else.
I'll be in town this weekend and for New Years. You owe me some beers.
Love and kisses,
Fauve
p.s. Bring Buttercup with you.
posted by ƒåυνέ @ 1:27 PM
5 Comments:
Bad Inigo! Bad!
Dave Matthews band always sucks. So, it doesn't matter much if he got crap because it is all crap. And you owe me a beer, too! Why? Because I never knew you liked Dave Matthews Band and now I have to have a beer to get over it.
I have to agree, not everything they make is great. Maybe you could find a better playlist for your Thing?
Stick the ones you like on your ipod and ditch the rest.
Cheers
This is my calling card or link"Whittereronautism"which takes you straight to my new blog.
I know, I know. In hindsight, I can see where I went wrong. I was possesed by a bad batch of inspriration and the idea seemed too brilliant to pass up. Things got weird, a CD was made, yada, yada. Besides, I think we both know he is probably a lost cause on this one. Next time I see you, cerveza's on me...
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