We Are All Just Prisoners Here
This afternoon I realized how spoiled I am living with a musician whose efforts actually qualify as MUSIC. There is a cover band rehearsing across the street, and I keep thinking it can't get worse... and then it does. Oh God, they're playing "Hotel California" right now -- if only the microphone on here could pick it up... you just wouldn't believe it.
This afternoon I realized how spoiled I am living with a musician whose efforts actually qualify as MUSIC. There is a cover band rehearsing across the street, and I keep thinking it can't get worse... and then it does. Oh God, they're playing "Hotel California" right now -- if only the microphone on here could pick it up... you just wouldn't believe it.
Labels: music snobbery
Apr 01 2007, 12:38 pm
But the Hotel California is such a lovely place
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Apr 01 2007, 06:50 pm
Not long after that, they played "Highway to Hell". It was quite appropriate.
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Apr 01 2007, 09:03 pm
Yuck. What's next, Stairway to Heaven??
Oh well ... I was there once myself, and now we're kicking it, big time.
Take 'em some Snow Patrol CDs.
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