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lucy@heaven.org
re: Creamy
Dear Lucy,
So after playing it cool all that time I felt
this change. You know, when you're doing something
for fun and then suddenly You Want It. And it goes
from being easy and relaxed to being tense and
awful because, well, You Want It.
Yeah, I wanted it. Bad. Anybody who says they don't
harbor some long ago dream of being a Rock Star,
born in the years when music first grabbed your
soul in your bedroom in like 1981 or something when
you bought your first Joan Jett record and danced
around and played air guitar to it is, like, lying
their ass off.
So of course I didn't get it. Mr. Label Dick
prevailed and they went with some session chick who
played in the orchestra pit in Cats for 2 years. A
pro.
Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. And Sue let me
keep the bass.
Back to Kansas,
xxoo,
Phoebe
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