This Is Not Me

When I got married, I ran off with my wife - she was with another guy. But I was not this guy, despite the fact that I enjoyed this video at the time. I love this- the dancers, the falsetto, the spaceman- it signals one of the many death knells of rock, fueled by my jazz and southern rock and new age listening jerkoff peers, who couldn't wait to grow up and embrace the cash fueled dreary.

F**k 'em all.