Last night I went to what can be best described by me as an open mic night for musicians. The only reason I attended this thing was because I have a friend who was playing and his music is good darn it. Some of the little music I actually enjoy listening to that isn't adapted from video game soundtracks or from Japan. I can't even tell you why that is. It may be his ability to cover music I'd usually find annoying (She Wolf, Telephone) and make them nice.
The night was filled mostly with guys with guitars singing about an emotion of some sort. Usually love lost or love unavailable (whiny dicks). There was a guy who had written his own humorous poetry about praying mantis sex and feline castration, which held more puns than an average conversation with my groan inducing father. There was also a guest appearance from my old battleaxe of a French teacher. Who shocked me by playing guitar and singing well. It was surreal. Only other artist that stood out was the one with the accordion. Mostly because she could play an accordion and I felt like I was in a poor area of Paris. In the past.
Also, I finally completed Portal. Oh. And Duke Nukam Forever still exists. What's up with that?
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