Got Hec's and, uh, somebody's mixes today (brain fart), just before leaving the house for work, so no time to copy. Tomorrow (and tomorrow and tomorrow).
Anyway, so, thx, Elizabeth.
Welcome to the Hellmouth petting zoo.
Buffy ,'Beneath You'
Buffista Music II: Wrath of Chaka Khan
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.
Gandalfe - Feb 19, 2004 12:59:09 pm PST #1106 of 10003
The generation that could change the world is still looking for its car keys.
tina f. - Feb 19, 2004 1:02:52 pm PST #1107 of 10003
Got Hec's and, uh, somebody's mixes today
Mine, I'm pretty sure.
Gandalfe - Feb 19, 2004 1:07:22 pm PST #1108 of 10003
The generation that could change the world is still looking for its car keys.
Mine, I'm pretty sure.
Could well be, but I just got it, opened it, went "Cool," and ran for the bus.
Gandalfe - Feb 19, 2004 2:09:24 pm PST #1109 of 10003
The generation that could change the world is still looking for its car keys.
OK, the gay boy who sits next to me at work is either really, realy naive, or delights in pulling my leg. A couple of weeks ago, he said he didn't know the term "camp." Today, he asked who Bob Dylan was.
DavidS - Feb 19, 2004 2:13:01 pm PST #1110 of 10003
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Today, he asked who Bob Dylan was.
Tell him Bob Dylan is camp.
Gandalfe - Feb 19, 2004 2:23:54 pm PST #1111 of 10003
The generation that could change the world is still looking for its car keys.
Tell him Bob Dylan is camp.
That would just confuse the poor boy.
tommyrot - Feb 19, 2004 2:24:03 pm PST #1112 of 10003
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Tell him Bob Dylan is camp.
but camp is not Bob Dylan.
Rick - Feb 19, 2004 4:08:29 pm PST #1113 of 10003
I listened to Dylan's music for 25 years without ever seeing him live, and then a few years ago I saw him twice within a few months. At the first concert in a small auditorium he was brilliant. He was passionate and energetic, but somehow still subtle and contemplative. He turned his old songs into rich new experiences and played some damn fine new songs that ended up on his last couple of albums. John Mellencamp was in the audience, and Dylan skittered between paying homage to some of Mellencamp's work that he liked, and taunting Mellencamp whenever he finished something of his own that he was proud of. The whole audience felt fortunate to have experienced a moment of genius.
I saw Dylan again six months later, because a friend had a spare ticket. His performance was tired and sloppy. His speech was vague and digressive. At least I think it was. I couldn't understand a word that he said. It was obvious to everyone that he was just going through the motions. A good share of the audience left before it was over.
You take your chances. But hey, it's Bob Dylan. There isn't going to be another one.
Steph L. - Feb 19, 2004 6:30:27 pm PST #1114 of 10003
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
Got Hec's and, uh, somebody's mixes today (brain fart), just before leaving the house for work, so no time to copy. Tomorrow (and tomorrow and tomorrow).
Oooh! CDs soon for me!
DX, you should have CDs soon, although you're probably in LA right now, or on your way, so it's only fair you should have to wait for them.
DXMachina - Feb 19, 2004 6:59:25 pm PST #1115 of 10003
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
Taunter. Haven't left yet, but I won't be seeing any new mail until Tuesday night.