Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Bluestate is tonight.

I wish I could say right now that I can attend. It's a longshot with everything I have to do between now and tomorrow when SCARLET LETTER returns. Ye fuckin' gads. But we're talking about four fine people expanding your music world fourhundredfold in a mere four hours. I know DCSOB is gonna drop that "If the Metro Doesn't Go There Then it Don't Exist" joint. I can feel it.

But fuck me and my spine-shattering to-do lists. You owe it to yourself to get your ass to Cafe Saint Ex tonight. Even if you are one of those American aquarium drinkers who'll be assassining down the avenue tonight in the vicinty of the 930 club. You can go after Tweedy tries to break your heart.

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