A Tired Song Keeps Playing On The Tired Radio
I sort of lost it at the grocery store yesterday, when this song came on the radio:
I know, I know. That band sucks. It's true: they do. And I know, I know. It's not "about anything." That's the complaint I've heard the most - that it's not "about anything," that it has "stupid lyrics." And okay, they're stupid. But, at 15 years old, after my ex-boyfriend more or less outed me, all I wanted to hear was some big blonde guy with an acoustic guitar singing, "I won't tell em' yr name!" Swoon!
I played a warm, cozy show last night, at Pete's Candy Store. But, more importantly, so did Susie Asado. I'm so overwhelmed by her songs and voice and performance. I can't even talk about this right now.
Love
Dan
I know, I know. That band sucks. It's true: they do. And I know, I know. It's not "about anything." That's the complaint I've heard the most - that it's not "about anything," that it has "stupid lyrics." And okay, they're stupid. But, at 15 years old, after my ex-boyfriend more or less outed me, all I wanted to hear was some big blonde guy with an acoustic guitar singing, "I won't tell em' yr name!" Swoon!
I played a warm, cozy show last night, at Pete's Candy Store. But, more importantly, so did Susie Asado. I'm so overwhelmed by her songs and voice and performance. I can't even talk about this right now.
Love
Dan



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