(Toda una vida corriendo, como si hubiera dónde esconderse)
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viernes, 13 de agosto de 2010

Come Around

The joys Mini Gut brings about include a newfound access to all sorts of concerts and musicals. That is how I stumbled upon Counting Crows Soundstage performance, in which they presented Saturday Nights and Sunday Mornings.
Now, I've mentioned before how much I love them, particularly their debut album, but I think explaining why I love them so much is an entirely different can of worms (still, thanks for recommending them, Ryan Butters, wherever you may be).
Well, seeing Adam Duritz talk about their songs, and the journey they represent, did the trick for me: These are not songs written for broken people, these songs are written by broken people. When you add that to my pathological attraction towards trainwrecks, it's a no brainer, really. It even explains how I went from "seriously dude, I know you were on top of the world at the time, but how did you land BOTH Courteney Cox and Jennifer Aniston?" to "Oooooh... how come BOTH of them let him go?".
He.

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