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Saw The Beat last night with a room full of old people and select hipsters. Met Dave after the show, he couldn’t have been nicer. Got a little hug, too.
Toward the end of the 90s and my twenties I had to try to figure out who I was. (x)
Yup.
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2007 Grammy backstage
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Blur | Fool’s Day
Anonymous asked: Nowhere... No Distance... Whatev. La la la la la la, la la la la la la la la la holding on for tomorrow. I've actually been lost on the Westway you know. I used to drive along it at high speed, I'd imagine I was Luke Skywalker in the final climatic trench scene in Star Wars. Now I ride a Triumph Thruxton along the Harbor Freeway at midnight through downtown Los Angeles for the same sensation. Ho hum.
You can’t go that fast on the 110. Maybe up and down Pico blowing through lights?

Because 44 is sexy, bitches.
Happy Birthday, Damon.

Seeing English Beat on April 21st! So excited!
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It’s heartbreakingly beautiful.