it’s finally here, the new paul westerberg album. i went to three different stores last week to get it on the day it was released and of course, i couldn’t find it. so now it’s here and only a week late.
just hearing his voice all scratchy and imperfect makes the blood flow faster and warmer in my veins. it makes my heart beat all kinds of goofy.
oh man. i just got done having a 20 minute conversation with the bossman. he loves the replacements too! do you have any idea what it’s like to find a fellow fan? it’s like if you were dropped onto another planet filled with venusians and finding the one earthling. it’s just a beautiful, bonding thing. i could weep. i won’t, but i could.