my mind is so fucking blown and weak. at least everyu twenty minutes i think of this tour. every other day i watch my bootleg concert tape and almost shit myself in anticipation.
this tour isn't going to happen, right? this is all an elaborate hoax designed to fuck with our emotions? please, some one reassure me that everything will be as perfect as i see it in my head.
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How bout a greasy pork sandwich served in a dirty ashtray?
I hear ya, boom. I actually had a dream about the Pixies last night. They asked me to join the guitarsection but when I was on stage in front of a million people I realised I didn't learn the chords of any song. Kim was goodlooking though.
When this thing was officially confirmed and the Pixies were booked to a Swedish festival, and I understood that it was serious I felt as if though I wasn't going to be able to sleep until I'd seen them play (the 15th June). I've calmed down a bit now, though... :)