.                    - mad dog weather -
     slept for 3 hours -
played catch-up snooze
for a further 3 hours
on the hard wooden
floor -
     shoving my mouth
under the sofa to breath
in the cool air -

    but i admit, it was worth
it, have owned an
album for some years,
but only bought it
for a title of one song
from the album -

even judas gave jesus a kiss...
by?  !!!
    from their 2010 album
strange weather, isn't it?...

rarely... i mean rarely...
is an album simply: complete...
not one cringe song
you might dislike -

    well... some people have a dog
and take him for the night walk...
i take the leash composed
of headphones -
   and either a beer,
            or a shveedish cider...

and there it was...
   lying on the shelf -
with me having overplayed
    !!!'s album myth takes
for two songs in particular:
(a) a new name,
   (b) bend over beethoven...

but the band from 2007,
and the band from 2010
with the prior mentioned
album perfectionism...

        you'd really have to learn
patience...
and listening to it, while
walking in the night,
waiting through, listening through
1. am/fm
   2. most certain sure
  3. wannagain wannagain
   4. jamie, my intentions are bass
5. steady as the sidewalk cracks
6. hollow....
   7. jump back -

    as ever - the greatest amount of
respect, that allow a prominent
bass guitar section -
         and having discarded
the solo guitar -
   that stiff, old, rock format -
like a football 4 - 4 - 2 formation...
that only worked with Iceland
at the last European Championships
where they battered
and shamed the English squad...

and who could ever forget
the memorable Icelandic fans' chant...
in unison -
  a handful of them... say 5 thousand...
could overpower and silence
a 30 thousand strong crowd of
supporters of the other side...

not a single day hasn't passed with
the death of the music shop...
sure, there are still fringe examples -
somewhere...

       but... having the sort of
aspirations within the confines of
high fidelity (nick hornby) -
  the film was also pretty decent,
for anyone, like me, back then...
aged in my early teens,
and a bedroom, lines with posters
of bands... walls...
   and subsequently the ceiling...
making promises to
   jeff hanneman:
    dude... i'm going to grow my
hair long too...
   and i'll get past the criticism
of the in between stage of
       growing your hair long -

how else could i have heard
of the 13th floor elevators,
                     if not for the movie?

9. hammer:
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