As some of you who visit Beth-Annie may recall, a couple weeks ago I posted a review of Sixpence's first single in Annie's comments, writing, in part, "If ['Breathe Your Name' is] the best song on the album, however, I'm gonna cry." Well. It is not. Having now listened to almost all the songs on Sixpence's new album, I am now confident that it is at best the fifth best song, behind at least tracks eight through 11 ("Paralyzed" [on one listen, the best of the bunch], "I've Been Waiting," "Eyes Wide Open," and "Dizzy"). So that makes me happy. It makes me forget that the most recent Washington-area sniper shooting was about a 45-minute drive from my house. (Not that there aren't murders closer to me than that, but these are so dreadfully random.)
Oh. Talking about Sixpence: I still have not gotten a notice from Barnes and Noble about my single being shipped. Opie will win this contest yet.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
