You know when you REALLY, REALLY like this new band, and you're obsessed and you listen on your ipod on the way to work, and then at work, and then on the way home from work and then at home. And you youtube and google and you're just like, wow, how was this band not in my life before. And then a little while later, you're kinda at that "meh" stage, where it's still a great album and everything, but you're like,.... yeah.... and then a little while later you're like at that stage that's like akward laughter. You're like "heh.. uhh.." when it comes on, almost like embarassed, you know? And you're just sick of it.
Well, with The Blow and myself, there is, apparently, another stage even after that last stage. I may not be checking their myspace tour list everyday, but it's almost everyday. And I keep finding cute new videos from the lucky-luckies who got to see her show recently.
And then, I was watching the adorable video for Parentheses again when I noticed, a vagina tree.
ha!
The day that she lists San Francisco on her tour dates, I will call in sick to work, and stay inside screaming and making happy jumps all day long.
i believe they call your kind a "superfan." are you collecting all the vinyl 7 inches, cd singles, split releases, and everything else under the sun the blow has ever done? 'cause that's next... and then you'll go on blow tour... and we'll never see you again.
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i believe they call your kind a "superfan." are you collecting all the vinyl 7 inches, cd singles, split releases, and everything else under the sun the blow has ever done? 'cause that's next... and then you'll go on blow tour... and we'll never see you again.
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