i think my top dream is pretty humble -- all i really want is to have
a track played on
(that's the best radio program on earth, by the way). i
want the dying notes of the song to fade out and then patti schmidt
to make a pretentious comment about the song and then mention my name
in her sexy, sexy voice.
then i could die happy.
― fields of salmon, Thursday, 18 April 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)