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It hasn't even registered in my brain that I'm actually seeing the Dandy Warhols tomorrow night. If it truly was registering right now, I'd have flushed cheeks and a reason to kiss my pillow. The last time I saw them (which was far too long ago) I didn't come down for like three whole days or something like that.
But blah blah blah...why rave on the Dandys when everybody is saying how commercial they are...how big they've gotten...how bad the new album sucks. To the nay-sayers I say GOOD. That means I have more Dandys all to myself. I've made a commitment to myself that I'm gonna lay off the bad language, so there's the cause for me not saying FUCK OFF to all the people who've been dissing the Dandys lately. Oops, guess I just did. Anyway, the point is I don't care what TV commercial you heard them on or what radio station you were listening to when they played the fuck---I mean hell---I mean HECK out of their very many played-out singles, they're still awesome and I love them to death. Courtney is HOT. I'm still a little bitter about the mohawk though.