Monday, January 19, 2009

#3



The #1 fan of our band gave us each a copy of this novel for Xmas--a nice gesture, offered with sincere appreciation, and very thoughtful.

But by page 20 reading it was a sore duty indeed; by page 100 I was contemplating homicide; by page 200 I knew I'd rue time spent reading it on my deathbed; by the end I felt scourged like a good desert monk, flagellating himself on a high post and wearing a hair shirt.

This novel of fey interference in rock cover bands' destinies is not my cup of tea, alas.

1 comment:

Designerd said...

ooooouch!!!