I BAKED UNDER THE SUN THIS PAST SUNDAY ON TOP OF A PICNIC TABLE NEARLY ESCAPING HEAT EXHAUSTION AND UGLY FARMERS TANS, SEE I DON'T BURN I JUST GET DARK. I DON'T KNOW IF IT WAS LOW EXPECTATIONS OR JUST GETTING BORED FROM SEEING DIRTY PROJECTORS IN THE PAST, BUT THIS TIME I WAS PLEASANTLY SURPRISED WHEN THEY ATTEMPTED TO GET ALL BJORK WITH THEIR VOCAL HARMONIES. JESUS CHRIST THEY WERE SO GOOD, ESPECIALLY WHEN THAT ONE CHICK DANCED AND MOVED LIKE A WHITE GIRL TRYING TO BE A DIVA. ANYWAYS, MAGNOLIA, THOUGH I'VE BOOKED THEM IN THE PAST AND REALLY LIKE JASON MOLINA, THEY WERE SO FUCKING BORING IT MADE A DUDE HIGH ON ACID COME DOWN, YEAH THAT'S HOW BORING. AND I LIKED CRYSTAL ANTLERS, THEY WERE FUN. EVERY TIME I SAW THE TOKEN BLACK DUDE IN THE BAND HE HAD ANOTHER ARTICLE OF CLOTHING OFF, TILL HE WAS STRIPPED TO HIS CHEST. THAT WAS COOL.
NO PHOTOS, FIND THEM CREAMING ON THE BLOGOSPHERE LATER ON IMPOSE.
Monday, July 20, 2009
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