Weightless

Again.

Right, back at home, back at work, the usual kind of thing.

That blip title conjures up images of wispy clouds, feathers floating, birds on the wing perhaps. But instead you get a beardy bloke with goggles. Soz, that's just how it works some days. It's the song I'm about to link to, the first song I ever heard by a great band. It was on one of those compilation CDs you get free with magazines, and it was on a visit to misterprime's house way back when. It was this one, and it's been in my head all day.







[The Other Place]