I’m already biased, am I really the best judge?
Corporate America sure knows how to kill a trend, don’t they?
Because you have great taste?
Thick cut bacon, truffle fried English muffins topped with lemon curd, grilled heritage tomatoes with balsamic reduction?
(Yeah, that was fifteen minutes ago for… Uh… My wife?)
Isn’t it time you went to work?
Why can’t I find the quote about Fela not playing the same songs live that he records in the studio? Doesn’t that back up my claim about his insistence on live and recorded music being distinct art forms?
Ever read The Cat Who Walks Through Walls?
Wine? For breakfast?
Did a post-it fall on the floor? It sounds promising, right?
Why don’t you get a job you hippy aesthete?!?
Read a lot of Heinlein, but can you believe I’ve never even heard of that one?
Considering this is my last day of unemployment, shan’t we enjoy ourselves? (Am I really regravelling the driveway in an hour?)
Oh, you should, it ties together a lot of his works, you know?
Ever seen my band, Crow Patrick?
(From left to right: Lady Patience, Lord Grumblebum, High Septon of Lumberjacks, and Black Meg)
Are they on Spotify?
We are four months old? But check this out, did we not just record a session yesterday in a binaural mic made from condenser capsules, a dead Yo-Yo, and a cherry tree stump?
Could I be left with less speech than no? [no]
Would it surprise you to know that even down here in the arid heart of QLD, there are cheeseheads? And I’ve been a fan since the Majkowski days?
Now, if I’ve got the beer, who’s got the brats?