It's the Disco Infiltrator fo' sho'
Stop! We can't shake the wastah!
Lcd Soundsystem is the radness. Might be getting the album after I get Death from Above 1979's LP: You're A Woman, I'm A Machine. But the next CD to arrive in my collection is the british rockers Reuben's Racecar Is Racecar Backwards. Which will be off-the-scale heavyness. Fo' sho'.
My bus home was full today, so I had to sit on the goddamn floor! Not only that, but I also had to share that very same floor with two chattery girls that talked a hole through my head.
Oh, the bus-driver also missed the exit that goes right past my house, which he's supposed to drive down... ALWAYS! So I had to stand "downtown" in the rain to wait for my dad to come pick me up for at least... 5 minutes. And 5 minutes in the rain seems a lot longer when you have a hole through your head, and a sore ass from sitting on an uncomfortable-as-hell floor.
Believe it, or get bent.
I've listened to the 'Pol this week, and I must say it's one of the best albums I own. I haven't listened to the Auf Der Maur-album as much as I've listened to Turn On The Bright Lights, but so far I think the Auf Der Maur-album is a bit uneven some places. Maybe if I listen to it a bit more next week it'll unravel all it's fury on me. Let's hope so.
I finally finished The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown, and it wasn't as good as I hoped it would be. Angels & Demons, by the same author, is a helluva lot better and I'd recommend reading that in stead of the Code. But I guess it's OK reading the Code just to figure out how monsieur Langdon develops in the span of those two books, which in my opinion isn't a whole lot.
Meh, enough of that.
This night I'm going to sleep until I wake up by myself! No alarm-clock! It'll be so sweet.
Night, night.
