Confessions of a pre-teen British girl.

I know this is about 10 years too late, but, um, am I the only one out here who has a slight obsession with Damon Albarn? No, No, it is NOT because I think “He’s so dreamy…” (although the Defense is unwilling to stipulate that he isn’t!!!), or that I’m jealous of his foppy hair and pithy pop songs. Well, maybe it is a wee bit. His bubble-gum pop is so sprawling and he does have a cartoon band of monkeys, and he did write the lyric: “Tender is my heart / I’m screwing up my life / Oh lord I need to find / Someone who can heal my mind…” Okay, fine, I’m smitten. Is that so wrong?

Unknown's avatar

About German Jones

I am a librarian by day; I do all sorts of things at night.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

2 Responses to Confessions of a pre-teen British girl.

  1. Unknown's avatar Ms. Pipestem says:

    Oh, me too, totally. I love that song. And that… hair.

  2. Unknown's avatar Ms. Pipestem says:

    I mean, I totally don’t get the Oasis/Blur “rivalry” they used to talk about. *What* competition? Isn’t it obvious where the superiority is?

Leave a reply to Ms. Pipestem Cancel reply