Something that has been annoying me of late

Sorry - how can the Conservatives seriously have 'vote for change' as their tagline? Aside from the obvious Obama comparison ridiculousness, they're called the CONSERVATIVES. Clue in the name? Kind of doublethinky? Ridic.

In Other (but related) News my friend Nat Guest has started an awesome project where she rounds up the day's news in verse. It's hilar, and here.

Also, I am back in Leeds now. I should be reading Caleb Williams (it has taken me so very long; I am somewhere towards the end of volume two) but instead I am endlessly clicking on my iTunes icon and wondering why it won't load so I can listen to Evelyn Evelyn. I came home to my EE package; it's very exciting. Exciting exciting, even. (Exciting exciting, even even.) (Sorry.) It includes a really cool sticker with a picture of the twins and 'WHAT EVS', which has led me to decide that I am going to lift the ban on multiple acoustic guitar stickers and cover the thing with awesomeness. One of these stickers will be of Scream Club, because part of awesomeness is understanding that what you value won't necessarily always be there, and that you have a responsibility to be part of what continues it in the world. Also, I still fancy Cindy Wonderful, so.

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This must be short because I woke up 2390487235 hours ago and spent basically all day in a car with a dog wriggling all over me BUT: I listened to Evelyn Evelyn (by Evelyn Evelyn) for the first time and since then I have been unable to listen to anything else because it is SO GOOD. I. Love. Amanda. Palmer. And Jason Webley is probably excellent, since he's involved in this, which is fucking RAD. I'm in no fit state to be eloquent but for now I'll just say that it is theatrical to the max and fucking beautiful. So tragic! So haunting! Awesome! Current favourites include Evelyn Evelyn, You Only Want Me 'Cause You Want My Sister (my FAVE), My Space, and the Love Will Tear Us Apart cover which, in my extremely overexcited opinion, is the best rendition of the song that I have ever heard. (I am not really a Joy Division fan. I heard the song too many times in dingy indie clubs in Bristol full of gropey misogynists pretending their pretensions to meaning meant their actions were fine. Well, that and their penises. ANYWAY.) I am extremely pleased. I AM ALSO SEEING THEM NEXT MONTH. Wowzers in my trow-zers. I can't *wait* until I'm back in Leeds to enjoy the (hopefully delivered) presale package that entitled me to these mp3s a week early.

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