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Wednesday, September 26, 2001
I could not have more enthusiasm for this "Winter's on the Wing" song. It is most beautiful, most beautifully sung, and in singing along I think I am acquiring a faintly passable Yorkshire accent. However, I would like to inform whoever wrote the laughable liner notes for this mostly laughable CD that some trumpets and panflutes do not a "rock anthem" make.
I wish everyone in this office would just leave so I could rip these headphones off and practice my Yorkshire accent.
Stand and bree' et all a' daaaaay.... Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:32 PM | shower me with attention
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