Tuesday, December 06, 2005


I have just been exposed to electro-reticent wandering-eye slacker neo-romantic funk. Scottish at that. Imagine a cross between Spandau Ballet and leg-warmer era Ministry. True+Work For Love. With Duran Duran saxophone.

And there were times I’d take my pen
And feel obliged to start again
I do profess that there are things in life
That one can’t quite express
You know me I’m acting dumb-dumb
You know the scene it’s very humdrum
And my favourite song’s entitled “Boredom”

I didn't know it, and I hate myself for it. More tomorrow at Song of the Day.

UPDATE: Actually discussed here in more detail.