Quickly – distracted
I wonder if you've heard that Grant McLennan passed away over the weekend.
This isn't a tribute. This is a diary entry. It's about me.
There I was, years ago, reading about the Go-Betweens, with somebody telling me, without the Go-Betweens, there would be no Pavement.
So, for about two-and-a-half years [most probably more than that], I've been meaning to get into this band. I only just downloaded Before Hollywood yesterday. I know, I should pay some respect and buy their albums – I'll bet you my Stutter white label 7" that their albums will walk out the door at the next record fair.
You've heard the reports now, they were never a popular band. They were, however, a critics' band, and a musicians' band. I wonder how music snobs will react.
Look at me, mum, I'm reacting!
I mean, it's pop music. I have an expectation of myself to care about this stuff.
6 Comments:
I was saddened by the news. The Go-Betweens? I'm a fan.
What's the go between your thighs...
(random)
Steven, I am disappointed. I thought that there would be a punchline in hidden text under that comment... I was expecting that to go somewhere! Now I have no idea of its significance...
Steve, I was about to scold you for what you said, then I reconsidered.
I'll give you the benefit of the doubt – you really do understand me!
Irony begets irony.
And, I've always wanted a certain ratio of mystique to familiarity. You've gone and done it.
[Don't say anything, or you'll screw it all up!]
Hey Stevie, what's the go between your thighs?
;)
no comment~
I'm all bleary eyed from last night (joan's)....help~
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