a grouse with completely feathered feet


Listening to Tusk--not only a good album but a brilliant album. Lindsey's parts are easy to like, of course, but it's Christie's songs that lull you into a false sense of calm. And then you realize her songs are really unnerving when paired against Lindsey's cokeapaloozas. Oddly, it's Stevie (if anyone) who doesn't hold up her end of the bargain as much. I'm probably showing how square I am by talking about FLEETWOOD MAC. Elad, I put 2 songs from Tusk on my mix CD for you--surprise! (I didn't label any of the songs, alas). Anyway, Tusk is like a sprawling prefab mansion. It keeps going and going, and it starts getting creepy as to how clean the rooms are. But that's part of the charm.


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