This is the return to Oz...The grass is green, the birds they sing and the temperature is veeery comfortable. And they say this city's full of bad weather? My God, I think they must never have been here...what a beautiful sunset taking place outside my window, by the way! - and what gorgeous surroundings I can rest my eyes on! I feel like fucking Walt Whitman!! Who is a genius, for the record, but still! I went into the woods to learn to live deliberately, or something like that - yes, I went home, away from this, er, Oz (?...!) and I found purpose to my life - meaning I retreived the beauty and vigour of pure nature, and yet - I've returned and the purpose lingers! Oh joy! As I said, oh Whitman!
Ok, and - again - for the record; I have NOT gone mad - this is merely a result from a "sweet-home-country-roads"-visitation, for the last couple of days, and a somewhat overdone amount of Scissor Sisters all through the weekend, and jeeeez how I love that new album of theirs!!! Me luva Jake Sheers too, yes! And it's so cute; I heard this rumous he wanted to marry his boyfriend onstage during their upcoming tour...AND they're collaborating with Super-Sir-Elton John, they've got Master Bryan Ferry on the list of credits, they more or less recreate most of the brilliant sounds and sets from the first album - and I am just ferocious with joy! Haha! WHITMAN! You make me soooouuu weird! And weird indeed...
Jadda. Meaning yeah-hoooo. I think I better quit.
Split.
Squit.
Squirrel (?!)
Naaah...overdose of woods, more like, rather than overdose of Scissor Sisters.
I have absolutely no clue whatsoever, but it's kinda fun.
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