Strange Times

"And that, I think, was the handle—that sense of inevitable victory over the forces of Old and Evil. Not in any mean or military sense; we didn’t need that. Our energy would simply prevail. There was no point in fighting — on our side or theirs. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave. . . .

So now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look West, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high-water mark — that place where the wave finally broke and rolled back.

-Hunter S. Thompson

Two things are on my mind at the monent: Cobwebs and helicopters.
I can't seem to walk past a tree or lampost anymore without feeling a strange itch on my head and realising yes I've only got a bloody cobweb on me again. I really hope someone else feels the same cause I'm sure the leggy bastards are out to get me.
And why is it that there are helicopters outside my house that seem to be flying lower and lower. I'm seriously starting to consider moving my bedroom downstairs just in case. I'm trying to watch Never Mind the Buzzcocks on BBC iPlayer for christsake. And oh look, bloody Simon Amstell's gone as well as old Bill. WHEN WILL THE TORTURE END?

Also, I need some magazine articles of HOT NEW BANDS, or particularly several articles about the same HOT NEW BAND for Media. Solo artists would be just as good mind. I've got The Noisettes, La Roux (a duo apparantly) and Paloma Faith in mind, but as it turns out, finding three different articles on one artist is prrretty bloody hard. Ach, screw journalism, I should have done a film instead.

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