Oy, you, Nat. Get the FUCK AWAY from me with that song. I don't care if your band can play it on stilts, I don't care if you namecheck Keats and drum machines, I just need you to stop. Maybe you and bro-ski would like to open an Asian fusion noodle shop, since that's all anyone is doing in London. But check this right here: Nelly Furtado IS NOT DEAD and Lauryn Hill is BACK. Return their steezes to coat check and shove off. Now.
Posted by Sasha at October 11, 2004 09:04 PM | TrackBack