Random memory
Sometime during the Oxford program, eisa and I went into a little basement CD shop in the London neighbourhood of Camden Town (a-k-a the Goth District). Pretty much everything in that basement was operatic metal, and, as I recall, fairly reasonably priced for England.
Sometimes, I remember that particular occasion and think to myself, "well, damn. *Now* I'd actually know what I was looking for if I ever went back there, instead of just being the useless lump that I was at the time."
C'est la vie, apparently. C'est la vie.
I'm just saying that twice because it sounds better.
Epica appears to have released a new album. Salivate.
Mmm...pretty shiny imported things which cost more than I'm generally willing to pay.
Sometimes, I remember that particular occasion and think to myself, "well, damn. *Now* I'd actually know what I was looking for if I ever went back there, instead of just being the useless lump that I was at the time."
C'est la vie, apparently. C'est la vie.
I'm just saying that twice because it sounds better.
Epica appears to have released a new album. Salivate.
Mmm...pretty shiny imported things which cost more than I'm generally willing to pay.