Thursday, August 03, 2006
I Don't Know Any O-Town Song Titles, So a Pun-Tastic Heading Seems Unlikely... Nonetheless, I'm in Orlandough!
Yup, arrived too late to hang with the crew, but it's morning, I'm here, and the fates shall shortly merge. Andrew and his band have nothing to do today save shower me with compliments, pose for my photographs, and exhort their audience to do likewise. It's all about meeeeeeeeee, meeeeeeeeee, mee- uh, sorry, got a little carried away. Poor AWK had a seven a.m. call for a radio interview; dismal, but the price one pays for world domination. Much more later...
Hello Droogs, Kevin Drumm and I picked up our conversation - one that surges, drifts off, abates, and swells with elliptic certainty ever...
KSV 409: Merkwürdig Riechnerv 's No Knife to Twist is available now for digital cogitation and limited-ed CD levitation via KSV Bandcam...
Day Eight. Matte essays into razor tabletop. While I read from sliced divination, re-describe third outlet... TS