Sunday, October 4, 2009

Suede on a Sunday

Never trust a woman who secretly dislikes Suede, but cherish the DJ capable of flipping the dance party switch. Last night my face fell off sometime before 2am, spotted hours later off Cambridge Street beneath sunrise. It's the same old show, she said.


  1. Words of wisdom.

    PS - play this for me some Friday night, pretty please?

  2. You get what you want, Lady K. Videodrome spun it late-night last night and reaffirmed my long-lost faith in it as a dance floor filler. We'll mark the 12th with it on Friday. xo.