Note: I’ve been queuing serious posts as part of my Hope Series for 6:30 AM Eastern time, and a frivolous one like this for 9:30 AM as a chaser. I mention this because you may have missed previous entries. There is one per day for every day from 11/6-today, whereupon the series ends. Check ’em out.
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my husband turned me onto this weird neglected 80s band. they got on the label of that eurhythmics dude, got as much promotion as anybody could hope for at that level, but never got anywhere. they probably made a bank full of money when annie lennox covered this one tho. the whole album this one is on, it’s kind of a ride. a concept album? i just love the pretentious dracula weirdness. i really like it a lot, i don’t know how to express the feeling. also, a bare booty ass on yewchoob, because sufficiently film grained. enjoy.
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Did I miss that you got married? Congratulations! Did you have a cool party. You should have asked me to contribute an outfit…
an outfit? i did not know you had such things.
the party had problems, and nobody in attendance was cool, per se, except my husband, who was overwhelmed by emcee ambitions and broke down a little. but we got it back on track. my lame-ass dad had to jet before he could even sign as a witness, so my home boy jeremy did the honors.
at least we ate cake.
my husband is obviously the coolest, he’s always the one to introduce me to shit like The Lover Speaks. much appreciated.