:: Anna ::
This has been a very emotional, painful few days for me. You see, the SXSW festival is occurring right now, and I’m not there. Right about now I should be cracking open another Lone Star tall boy, and having my ears bludgeoned by the 20th band of the day after having quaffed down a tasty Buffalo burger at Casino el Camino. How does one cope? Bacon flavored lollipops just weren’t doing the trick, so I’m doing what any normal person in my mental state would do. That’s right. I’m turning to Myron Floren. The Happy Norwegian gives of himself and asks nothing in return. Myron heals all wounds and repairs broken spirits with each mighty squeeze of his stomach Steinway.
Why, I’ve just listened to his joyful rendition of “Anna” and am now filled with peace and tranquility. No more crying myself to sleep on my pillow! South by South what? It’s too much damn money anyway.