OK, I don’t know if I’ll decide to post this in sequence but if it is sequential it would, not inconsequentially, be following my Paramore post.
Have you ever woken up in the middle of the night and pondered the complete meaninglessness of your life? Well that’s how I feel about this and the Paramore post: there is no reason for its existence, there is no cosmic significance to it. It simply is and my writing it? Is the final word on the unbearable lightness of posting.
Madonna asked Ween to turn down the music while they were rehearsing for their Central Park Summerstage concert but Ween wouldn’t do it.
Is that it?
Yes.
I’ve read the story several places (I stole the pic off Stereogum) and it is one of those stories that seem to boggle the mind in its total uselessness. I mean where is King Of Leon when ya need em? They could brought along a coupla bruisers and raised some hell: burnt down the stage, destroyed their guitars. Anything.
Nope.
You are stuck with this non story.
And I am sorry.
So, So sorry.