Face up!
So here I sit, on return from a week away in the South West with the in-laws, trying desperately not to retreat into the depression brought about by the pile of wank that is my dissertation. Oh my, what a mouth-full.
This is my first blog on here. I'm not really sure of its purpose or quality, but it feels cathartic already. Sometimes it's nice just to sit down and have a think kids - turn off the TV and put a record on. It might just save your sexy little minds.
So my life-partner, Nicola, bought me a special gift! It's a pre-order of the new Weezer record, their sixth full length to date, that came with a super-rad clear red vinyl. I've got it on for the first time right now and I'm trying my best to reserve judgement, but something about it is terribly soothing. I've observed mixed opinion over the last month, but doesn't everything just feel right when Weezer plug in? I'd like to write a full review of it but I'm not sure I'm qualified - as you can tell, Rob and I are Weezer-nuts. But hey, write about what you know right? Give me a few more spins and I'll record my thoughts.
Dear diary, dear readers, dear Rob? I'm Joe and I'm 21.
Everybody get dangerous.
J x
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