De gustibus non disputandum.
Or, for you heathens: There is no accounting for taste.
There are a few other cliches befitting this post, but I'm working on a
kinder/gentler image for the holidays. (My agent is demanding it!)
Drunk for Christmas,
Justin
On Wed, 22 Dec 1999 [EMAIL PROTECTED] wrote:
> Alas, I put my faith in you, the listers, to guide me on a musical path to
> enlightenment, and show me the new music that is out there and I was pointed
> in the direction of Godspeed You Black Emporer, and I was foiled again.
> Never have I heard a more pointless effort at music in my days. The only
> thing worth listening to is the samples of people they have talking, and
> since they are samples I can't exactly give them credit. Its peacful and
> serene at times, but thats the last time I pay 15$ for 3 songs, silly silly
> me.
> Jonathan-----who can't find the Bright Eyes cd anywhere in the world
>
