It's Conor the magnificent.
I am receiving some cosmic energy that tells me the answer is:
Most people don't get past the first episode
May I please have the envelope?
I am opening the envelope, and the question is:
What do heart attacks and every David Spade sitcom have in common?
HI-YO!
Okay, that's enough of that. But seriously, that Mystic River band album sounds like it's going to incredible. You should listen to the songs on the website. I stayed two hours late at Uni so I could listen to the songs over and over. A girl tried to talk to me but I said I was listening to Conor Oberst and to come back when she could break my heart with the simple flick of a pen. She later came back and tried to stab me in the chest with a Biro. I said she was cheating, as was she was using a stabbing motion, and not in fact flicking. I think that made her even more into me. True story.
Huh?
Oh, right. A link.
http://www.conoroberst.com/
See. He's pretty magnificent. I say that in a totally hetero-I-wish-I-could-scoop-his-brain-out kind of way.
It also says he's touring in October. Which makes me wonder if it's worth catching a plane to fucking Melbourne to have to sit in a room of teenage girls idolizing mopey dudes. I mean, I hate planes.
Plane girls that is. Haha, someone stop me!
Also, that new Mates of State CD is pretty good. You know, if you hate having a penis.
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