It’s almost too easy.
Sunday, August 16th, 2009OK… First I’ll access the secret military spy satellite that is in geosynchronous orbit over the Midwest. Then I’ll ID the limo by the vanity plate “MR. BIGGG” and get his approximate position. Then I’ll reposition the transmission dish on the remote truck to 17.32 degrees east, hit WESTAR 4 over the Atlantic, bounce the signal back into the aerosphere up to COMSAT 6, beam it back to SATCOM 2 transmitter number 137 and down on the dish on the back of Mr. Big’s limo… It’s almost too easy.
Today was a bit like that until I simplified it. Unfortunately it means I miss out on a really amazing sounding gig, but fortunately it means I also miss out on a whole load of unmanageability.
I lost my record collection by bits and bobs during my drinking days in the late 80’s and early 90’s. The nice thing about Spotify is that I’m rediscovering it. Today has been “The Cure” day :). I totally forgot about this brilliant track on 1985’s “The Head on the Door”. How about that for an intro? Don’tcha love the way everyone piles in and gives it all a good kicking? What a song. Push.
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