Friday again. Galvanised by the arrival of the HS single and the prospect of the album, this weekend will see some action with regard to getting this place spruced up or even just tidied to receive a visitation from NY next Wednesday. At least that's the idea right about now.
Time to fire up the smog machine and make like I'm in Beijing maybe. Some would say that Grangemouth has its own problems vis a vis pollution. That it stinks even. That's oil refineries for you. When you're listening to the BMX Bandits version of "That Summer Feeling" then it's impossible not to feel at one with this fucked up world.
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