i should think it's certainly not too often one gets the opportunity to quote the lyrics from 'the death of a disco dancer (well it happens a lot round here...)'. but it just fell straight into my lap, begging to be said - even though the person on the other end didn't get it at all (who is not only gay, but apparently used to do hair - go figure)
such a fortunate coincidence that this morning, i opted to take along to work with me the smiths book in which people recount stories that are associated with their songs. i've not picked up the book since nov 2004 (according to the rail ticket inside), so a bit odd this should come up in the same day. odd in a good way. . .
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