Anya ,'Showtime'
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
Corwood, you might be interested to know that I just got an email putting Shoot Out The Lights as a December shipment.
Since one copy was originally intended as a belated Xmas present for a friend (along with Hec's Waits book), that actually works out, though not as intended.
Urgh! It's supposed to ship next week. Fucking Amazon.
Urgh! It's supposed to ship next week. Fucking Amazon.
We'll see. This wouldn't be the first time I've gotten a ridculously long-range shipping date, only to have it ship the next week.
D'oh! I went back and double-checked it, and the December data I noted (without bothering to note the year) was when I ORDERED it. The delivery date is set for mid-July. Still quite a gap given it shipping next week, but as I said, I wouldn't be suprised if it shipped earlier. I think Amazon does a lot of CYA with their pre-order dates.
That seems true. I got David's book, for instance, before Amazon even told me it had shipped.
Did you bandom shaped people SEE this????
Yes, and then I laaaaaaaaughed and wondered at Frankie's understanding of the word "relaxation".
Apparently he finds me sleeping in train stations soothing.
Because, yet again, there is about three hours between when the show lets out and when I can leave for home.
Everyone else in his band is SO JEALOUS.
CURE COVER BAND. I'm trying to picture Frankie in a Cure cover band, and failing at it. Gerard, moping about and singing like Robert Smith? That I can picture with ease.