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just think... we may not have heard it, but somewhere today an epic paper birds got played. yeah, instead of throwing my computer across the room or falling on my knees and screaming to the heavens in protest i tried laughing... it helped... i reccomend it in the face of most of what you can not cha...

so it's a balmy late november night in a little coffee shop in boston. i'm brewing up some more decaf and one of my regulars comes running up to the counter with something to excitedly show me. it's a newspaper, judging by the shape it's either the metro or... ah yes, the boston pheonix... he opens ...

yes... extreme

disclaimer: i have once or twice stumbled upon words that do justice to how i feel about dear alsoa... now is not one of those times... i would trade most things for a chance to hear it played anytime, anywhere, recorded, live, or otherwise... that said... alsoa... been there heard that :wink: ... w...

don't worry clinton... there are three of us in the picture :oops: embrace it... i think you look fine and that was a great night and a lovely moment, even if that's how we looked in that moment... listen, at least you don't look like you're in la la land or some other place not actually there right...

more proof i'm a genius... the five minute mark in cowboy up is where i'm hearing the classic rock and roll happiness refered to above...

ok, so as much slip as i've heard etc... i still don't know where this info should go so here it is and clinton, phrazz, anyone, feel free to insert it into the digital realm for posterity i'm hearing a definate "love is a battlefield" tease at the end of paper birds... no kidding right? a...

happy b-day dan...
and don't forget to toast the old things as well as welcome the new...
hope it's a wonderful year for you

and i apologize for ruining anyone's theories... but it's a gazelle (at least a reputable source said it was)... you know, gazelles, elephants, zebras, old wise trees, airplanes, all those sorts of things that go naturally together. for the record (or the cd for that matter) i want to add my name to...

WELCOME TO THE WORLD EISENHOWER

and you all better
VOTE
after you pick up three copies of the cd of course

THANK YOU SOO SOOO SOO MUCH CLINTON!!!! and Sam... and bam... and the academy... i wish you guys had the visuals to go with those moments though... the milling around, the trio trickling off the stage, old friends catching up while clapping and chanting for "one..more..song..one..more..song...o...

a) holy f*&k b. kt... dude... how can you be "thinking" about going... yes, you and i both know the almost impossible to put words to magic that that night was, and yes, you can never truly go back, but you can always try again. and i have a feeling that despite all the kudos the world...

although i must say that some of my life's most memorable moments have happened when flying solo to shows (slip, lips, ilps, lisp and others) i totally hear you. i don't think i'll ever escpape bawstin. my life seems confined to the shadow of the prudential building. but hey, what can a gal do... mo...

i would highly reccomend not only clearing some time on your calendar, but if you're not an in city bostonian, actually making plans to come on in and check it out. it is rare that time and space and the people in it all come together to produce the kind of awesomeness that the fully celebrated orch...

oh i could get started but i won't...

just to say...

brakes went out, oh car why don't you love me like i love you...

surfing the web...

come aross tim's posting...

phone rings...

call from the mechanic...

"it only cost 216 $ to fix" he says...