Friday, January 14, 2005
My fine piggy hairs are soft and silky.
You know this. The best music can sometimes feel as though it is a direct act of kind and affectionate love between the artist and the specific audience (you). This is beautiful, but best not to be thought too hard about as they probably do not want to hug or hang out with you. This wonderful Cockney cracker makes this valley boy feel just so. So here's The Streets with a big aural hug. Don't Mug Yourself and Same Old Thing.
