Thursday, 10. August 2006

OUCH MY THUMB...

That's just perfect, spend two and a half hours sealing black metal mailout sheets with pound coins and sealing wax and then stand in the wind with a light to burn the fringes, actually burning more of your fingers than the paper and then they clap your shoulder and say "Welcome to the music business!"

Phrase of the Day (revisited):
Zoli from IGNITE:
"You know what we say in Hungary? You hear what I'm sayin'? Boys who play matches also wet their bed!"

Another fucking day, another fucking bombtrack...

Phrase of the Day:
"I don't know, for some reason people keep trying to blow us up."

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