and my heart beats so that I can hardly speak
I am officially happier than a pig in mud. Happier than two australians wrestling in a vat of beer. Yes, I am even happier than Dalai Lama on drugs. Someone decided to file a class action suit against the RIAA. Happiness. Joy. Bliss. Read more here. It will fail of course, get thrown out of court or something.
I would also like to take this opportunity to instruct you to read Hitmen. If you haven’t then you shouldn’t even be talking about whether the music industry is evil or not. It’s a great book. You will love it. Very readable, full of dirt and stories about the nastiness that is the american recording industry.
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- August 17, 2007 / 6:05 pm