Saw these guys tonight, hoping that Kevin's glam-rock theater of the absurd would translate into a fantastic live show.
It didn't. Just a jumble of confused metaphors lacking stagecraft, showmanship, and--critically--musical talent. And not for lack of trying--there were ninjas, tigers, gallows, and even a real live Lady Godiva-esque white horse. But it never amounted to anything, just came-off as self indulgent, even masturbatory, art school crap. Oh well.
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we all love a little arty wank once in a while, don't we?
Ok. It's been over a week now. This is the kind of thing I do. You are not allowed!!!
Not blogging, I mean...
I'm glad you clarified. I had assumed you were saying you hadn't had a wank for over a week which, frankly, I found a little implausible.
well quite, le duc.
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