I was working on a review but I didn’t get it done in time. Sorry…
So, here are two of my favorite fake bands.
I was working on a review but I didn’t get it done in time. Sorry…
So, here are two of my favorite fake bands.
It’s the “baggy jeans and long blond hair” line that has lived rent free in my head since 8th Grade.
I can’t really tell you anything else about The Farm other than this is one of their songs, and the band is from Liverpool.
What I do remember about this song is being in my room, doing homework, and listening to 94.5 The Edge which was the local DFW alt music radio station. Not that I want to go back to being fourteen, but I do kind’a miss that feeling when the radio finally plays that song you have been waiting all day to hear. That rush of excitement and validation when the song was playing, and trying to savor every second that it was on. Bonus points if you had a blank tape ready to go to record the song off the radio – making one rough around the edges mix tape.
I know how to get most stains out of clothes.
I made this really great Japanese soup for lunch today.
That Document is my second favorite R.E.M. album.
That years of doing theatre and puppeteering has messed up both my knees to the point that arthritis is setting in.
That most of the hair on my head is gray now.
That I am a cat person, though I do love my dog.
I have a weakness for chocolate.
That I left the ice cream on the counter last night, fell asleep on the couch, and it all melted.
I drink two cups of coffee a day, and sometimes three if I’m working on a project.
I have no memories of the town I was born in.
I find long, think ear hair really, really gross.
That I think the word “grody” should be used more often.
I no longer think the band 311 sucks.
I was in a movie, it was terrible, and I will not tell you the title.
When I was in college, I changed my major seven times.
If I focus hard, and I can still smell the perfume my first girlfriend used to wear.
I watched one episode of “Cop Rock” when it was originally on tv.
The only bones I have broken are my right pinky toe and finger.
I like riding on the Long Island Rail Road.
I know that technically, this is a “WINGS” song, but we all know this is all Paul McCartney. Not that it matters, but if I hear this song once it’s in my head for the rest of the week. I can’t prove it, but I bet Paul knew what he was doing when he wrote this.