Every Friday night around 8 p.m., as I'm getting ready to head over to Great Scott, I promise myself I will abstain from two things at the pill: drinking too much, and spinning "Heartbeats" by The Knife. By midnight, I realize I've failed at both. Someone once said that I continually "ruin Saturdays," but it's 6:22pm Saturday evening and I'm wondering what I missed had I been fully healthy and functional at 11am this morning. Who knows. But, the Perennials and Retrosleeper are playing the spiffy-assed O'Brien's tonight, so perhaps the afternoons are as overrated as I suspect. Something has to have some redeeming value to be ruined, no?
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