Yesterday's menace gives way to the poster children of tweedom. But Songblague has the gentleness of a true tough guy. Which allows us to smile on this song, pet its tender head, and take it by the sweatered arm into our warm home. The lyrics are a crock of shit (go find anyone with such a sanguine view of breakups), but the lilt makes me go along with it. Tease me and I'll rip your arm off.Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Tweedom rock
Yesterday's menace gives way to the poster children of tweedom. But Songblague has the gentleness of a true tough guy. Which allows us to smile on this song, pet its tender head, and take it by the sweatered arm into our warm home. The lyrics are a crock of shit (go find anyone with such a sanguine view of breakups), but the lilt makes me go along with it. Tease me and I'll rip your arm off.
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1989,
preciousness
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