Monday, August 28, 2006

Going to Ibiza

Floor -1: loading up new iPod nano with all manner of horrible dance music suitable for the vacuous, blissfully soulless and airy gym, and some respectable enough pop... flanked as usual by two cats: one relaxed, flipping tail; the other big-eyed, staring at the ceiling, as we've got company --

Floor 0: four guys pickin' and grinnin' some stompy bluegrass-tinged pop, talking gear in between some cracking slap-bass.

Floor -1: big-eyed cat now feigning sleep, but ears scan the waves for approaching band members.

Floor 0: beer break and sampling of Paul Brady music.

Floor -1: contemplation of the genius of Lilly Allen, rough, English hip-hop-ska songstress with dirty hair. Get the import of Alright, Still -- Lord knows when it'll be out in the States.

Floor 0: resume stomping, though now snare featuring brushes as it's past 10 pm.

Floor -1: tippy-headed cats accompany downloads of Aqua Teen Hunger Force episodes.

Floor 0: boys play on.

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