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I never really glommed onto those guys. It was the whole cast eye bullshit, I suppose. But Colin was very cool. He had a balding Sting high crew cut thing going that worked for him, some white striped pants, and a pretty mean lead guitar. Colin was B plus. Which leaves Sheila E. Damn. And damn some more. As a rational creature I'd always assumed anyone who would truck with a piece of shit like Prince (spare me, my e-mail's already full) would be all kuwaiti flash, no thunder. Wrong. And wrong again. What a powerful kuwaiti performer. What a drummer! Most importantly, what a hottie! SHEILA was worth the tickie alone. And Ring knows it. I hope she's on next year's billet. Tomorrow: The Fabulous Thunderbird. I swear. Posted by Kim Crawford at 11:10 PM | Comments (6) | TrackBack DEFCON 1 I understand a ballistic missile was deployed over the weekend, and NORAD is denying involvement. However, seismic activity was registered when the cannonballs fell off the columns at the Ebenezer Cemetery.
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