Heard this in the car yesterday and was reminded how much this song rocks. Good music, never really goes bad.
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I have a thing against band names that need to be shortened into acronyms or sound like titles of love poems I once wrote back in the 8th grade. Too many memories of fake kissing pillows quite honestly. The Pains of Being Pure at Heart don't sound much older than that but despite the young vocals their songs are quite lovely. Thanks to Patty and Annie for getting me out to the Rickshaw last night. Sound was a bit garbled but I still had a great time. Forgot how much I love going to shows...
Originally posted on kimmie.vox.com
I was enjoying a lovely, sunny day in the Mission with Sarah. We were discussing Geo-Cache (which I had never heard of before) and sipping on iced tea when she burst out, "Are those penises on that bus?" Um, why yes they are. Wearing shirts no less. And see those tiny red things in the corner? Those are syphilis germs.
Stay classy SF, stay classy.
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