: running away for good. stopped at the beach. and we walked on the hot sand to a little hut. and the locust was playing. and there were lots of people. and i recorded their show via my recording walkman. i forgot to bring the mic you gave me so i used my earphones instead. mr pearson started the show with "are there any faggots in here?" which is not surprising. then you went off somewhere. i don't know where. and i sent you a text message asking if you took photos of the locust. you said you didn't but i could've sworn i saw you with a camera.:
scene changes.
: walking to a cafe with a mutual friend and he parked his car a long way off from where we were supposed to have our meal and we found ourselves in another parking lot and there were lots of stray kitties. mostly grey, brown and black. :
earcandy: minus the bear
what gives? i usually have my reservations for bands like minus the bear. but goodness, sometimes it is difficult to deny feelings that conflict with your personal ethics. what the heck. i like what i've heard. so ner.
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