The move to Fruitvale has taken its toll on my uber productive writing career. No longer do I sit around hammering away at my keyboard in the bougeroisie comfort of Berkeley. I'm setting up house and checking out the sites in the new hood. More writing will follow soon enough.
Last night I was hanging out with a good droog of mine and we went out on the town. We danced the night away to Brit Pop. While the british may have have made some good tunes, so did the french. One of the few good things that the French have done is make pop music that coincides with their nasal language.
Les Calamties "Toutes les nuits"
La Roux- Bulletproof
Marie La Foret "Paint it Black"
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