An evening at home with the cats. It's blowy and chilly outside but I've got a hot milo and the music of Mink DeVille to warm me up. Later, I'm going to give the Violent Femmes' Hallowed Ground a spin.
The Burp spent a couple of weeks one school holiday on the Fitzroy River with me and Bloody Ern. We had a small radio we could play and we'd take turns at playing the tapes we liked. The Burp would play Wham!'s Fantastic album and I'd play Hallowed Ground. By the end of the holiday the repeated exposure meant I'd become quite the Wham! fan and The Burp was even more convinced that all the music I liked was crap.
Ern just thought we were both twerps.