i have a strange quirky and altogether unreliable theory about songs:
most songs are average. some songs make you feel great after listening to them (e.g. belle of the boulevard, smile [uncle kracker], that's what you get, love story
MAYER: great indoors, no such thing, my stupid mouth etc.)
some songs speak of greater beauty (amie/ the blower's daughter/ 24-25/ slow dancing
MAYER: slow dancing!!!, 3x5, neon, in your atmosphere etc.)
whereas truly great songs present in amazing fashion the undeniable truth (i don't know
MAYER: WHEEEEELLLLL!!!!!!!!!! (which is my new favourite song))
why do all my posts reek of mayer. Oh wait, reek has bad connotations so i shall say carry the sweet and cloying scent instead:
why do all my posts carry the sweet and cloying scent of mayer?
ahh the inner fanboy approved of that. (:
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