All day in the workshop I listen to the radio. CBC keeps me happy for the most part. But there are times when I need music, and lately I reach for Belle and Sebastian every time. I bop around singing all the words, channeling the me of ten years ago. Around that time, my good friend had a roommate who bitched at her for playing too much Belle and Sebastian, but the roommate played U2 all the time, so I don't think she had a leg to stand on.
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