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heaven knows i'm miserable now*
Sometime in June last year, I wrote the para below in one of my posts:One of my favourite bands during my teens was The Smiths, with frontman Morrissey. I still remember the first time I saw him on Top Of The Pops – he had a short tree branch hanging out from his right jeans pocket, and he was swinging around in lame circles singing ‘The Boy With The Thorn In His Side’. That particular geek-twirl totally sworn me over. Even as I write this, I can still remember that bop vividly. As though it was engraved on my memory bank.
Well, here is the video of the said song where you can see Morrissey doing that lame dance, minus the tree branch.
But anyway, it is THIS song that connects to me so well when I get disappointed with human beings in general. Tonight, this song becomes me. Somehow.
October 30, 2007 // anjali* pranced on tip-toes all over the keyboard at 10:34 pm
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