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Wednesday, January 14, 2004


Ryan Adams, Rock and Roll

We all have that hope when we’re broke; it’s based on the idea that you have to spend first for things to come your way rather than wait for things to come your way and then spend.

Bought the CD at an indie store where the concept of "a sale price" is completely foreign. Read the liner notes on the miserably long line in the Post Office.

When I got home I put it up real loud on the stereo and checked my email. No news. No breaks. Laid down and listened to the rest of it.

And things came my way.


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