I know it's sad, but I never gave a damn about the weather...

...and it never gave a damn about me.

Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to my new favourite lyric.
1am this morning, I was walking down Southport Road, it smelt like mussels. I had Panic At The Discos' (minus the !) new album playing and that lyric stuck out like a sore thumb. I don't really know why, I'm usually not much of a lyric person, but I guess I just really like that line.

Got the album yesterday, its pretty good. The emos' hate it, but to be honest, I'd give my left nut to sound like a modern day Fab Four, which they do pretty convincingly here. Pretty.Odd has circa 1967 Beatles written all over it. And it sounds much more fresh (ironically) and fun than any other band on the Fueled By Ramen roster. Check it out.

Enough of the review. It's gonna be a long one today kids.

Song #10 on my mixed cd list below was Dreams by Fleetwood Mac by the way. Even the shit Coors cover from '97 can't make me deny how much I love that song.

On Frasier today right...oh wait. There WAS no Frasier today. What in the blue fuck? What am I meant to do with my cup of Earl Grey now? Complaint #1.

The cat is meowing, he wants to go out.

I'm gonna do a shameless bit of self promotion/plugging here before I go into complaint #2, which is sure to be a long one. Since i'm in a band and shit. We've been recording material for a pseudo-EP type thing. And most of them our up on Lee Brodericks Myspace Page. Whats that, you want the link I hear? Ok.

www.myspace.com/leebroderickofficial.

Hopefully you'll enjoy them and eye up some gigs we'll be playing and you will come along. Unless you're a sound tech. In which case Myspaces' compressing skillz will no doubt piss you off. Resulting in some hot ass mixes, and what Liam "tonal centre" Gaughan called "a clip fest". But hey, its good pop.

In other news, my dressing gown came out of the wash. Divine isn't the word, but it's the first one that comes to mind.

Right so. After having a conversation with our bass player and some others about this the other day. I figured i'd try and put this complaint/annoyance of mine into text form, for you all to read and enjoy, and hopefully, agree with.

Complaint #2 - Students.

I went to university to be intellectually stimulated, enjoy a great social life, and meet some academic indiviuals with a true interest in something. Oh lord that's not what happened.
The complaint here is not university, but the students withtin and their interests and hobbies. I guess this sticks out alot to me since I have a hobby thanks, I play 3 musical instruments.
I don't know about you. But are the interests of the majority of students you know "gOinG oUt N gEtTin PisSeD wIf mA M8s!"??. Whats up with that? Are these people that fucking dull? Am I supposed to make some kind of connection with these people? Sure. I love going out and sinking a few pints, who doesn't. But it's not my fucking main interest.
I guess the great thing about a place like LIPA for someone like me is that as soon as you walk in, you immediately have a connection with EVERYONE, cause you're a performer, an artist.
You walk into the somewhere like the Edge Hill union and you realise that the interests of these 1'500 people also happens to be the past time of 90% of our demographic. Wow.

And the government wants to have 50% of this demographic in uni by 2010?. Vote Conservative, seriously.
I guess the bottom line here is. Get a hobby. Sports, Music, Art, Literature, Poetry, Languages, collect stamps for all I fucking care. Just be a bit interesting please.

You're either finding my musings on modern student life humourous, or downright offensive, either way. I'm doing something right.

I miss this certain girl who always say hello to me on MSN. Hurry back and spill orange juice everywhere, like you used to.

I saw this girl yesterday in Waterstones browsing the Bret Easton Ellis section. I think I fell in love right there. Why I didn't go over and say hello whilst hiding behind a copy of Lunar Park is beyond me.

The cd is skipping, i'll be right back...

Complaint #3 - Fringes.
I got a fringe the other day. And the one thing I dislike about them is the fact that they block your fod from the sun and stuff. Therefore, under it all its a bit spotty and groggy. I guess thats the price I pay for trying to be a tad stylish. But seriously, under my fringe is like the cover for feckin' Out Of Exile.

Thats pretty much it. If you've read through all of this post. I thankyou. Next time I see you I will buy you a biscotti.

P.S...How fucking good are Weezer?