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|by Fleetwood Mac is a great album. Partly because it sounds so happy on the surface. Partly because the members of the band were all so fucked up in different ways when they wrote it. Multiple break-ups, separations, etc. Should've made for a sad album. And, well, yeah, it is a sad album. Maybe that's why it's sold some 30 million copies. Everyone can relate to at least one of the members of the band. But, really, fuck them for spelling "Rumors" with the extra "u." That's my only gripe with the record, but it's a big one. What's your favorite song? Mine is, right now, "The Chain."|
On other fronts, I've been a bit bored with reviewing lately, so to combat this I've just upped the absurdity levels. The response to my FotC review was pretty much 50/50, but I stand by it as a funny, decently insightful read. It instills curiosity, which is a good thing. My Ghost of a Stranger review also had a purposefully dumb opener. I wish you all could have seen the first sentence I had originally written, ask Rich Duncan about it. I think he's a little sad I decided to go a different way.
Isn't this blog shit great? I get to talk about only myself all the time. It's what I imagine Heaven to be like. God will sit me down in his big palace room while angels fly around and stuff and say, "So Blake, how are YOU feeling today?" Perfect. But until then, I'll just blog my little fingers off. Reminds me of my favorite ad campaign (I'm sure others love it, too) that is going on for Direct Tv. It features insight into the "corporate world" of "CABLE." Great stuff, really smart writing and great, professional acting. Simple and informative, memorable and funny, A+. Also, I think I spy some of the people from Best In Show and Waiting For Guffman, but I'm not a huge fan of Guest's work.
19 days until London Town
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